I can’t tell you how many nights I spent as a sous chef and line cook in various restaurants fantasizing that one day I’d become an embittered hermit with a truffle sniffing pig that I’d go on a Walden meets John Wick at Mr. Chows quest for. Great concept but I wish there was more.
Are these the broken dream ramblings of a discarded mannequin on the beach? Or perhaps a wandering blackout pill bender, something similar to Carnival Of Souls but more alien and like, poetic. This is like the day light version of the equally weird late 50’s movie Dementia, but with a voice over and random happenings around Los Angeles, all real footage. Part Mondo film part experimental art film. I loved not being able to follow a lick of this thing,…
I was at a party in Michigan some years ago and a guy with an over bite brought Acid that he said his uncle made, some folks did it but I passed and stuck with my usual beer.
The rest of the evening was a small batch of twisted on questionable acid Midwesterners in different parts of the house (living room & basement) while the beer drinkers sort of hid in the kitchen and on the porch. Occasionally an acid guy…
About half way through this I suddenly realized how similar some aspects of this films lead were to Isabelle Adjani’s in Possession, and I imagined these two characters hanging out as an esoteric and scary double date version of Laverne & Shirley and the insane shenanigans they would get into. Both films released in 81 and both have a Christ complex sub plot amidst Berlin in the early 80’s with the Berlin Wall as some sort of undeniable allegory to something.…