This movie is about issues of rape and incest (I guess). It is not mainstream movie-making. It looked to me like some independent experimental thing. It didn't follow the regular rules of film making (not the ones of movies I usually watch, anyway). Hell, it didn't follow the regular rules of time and space. I couldn't follow it. The scenes appeared surreal and random and I didn't know what any of it meant. What was symbolism? What was reality? After a while I didn't care anymore. To make matters worse, there are no babes in this movie; not one attractive sympathetic face. Since I didn't understand anything that was going on it would have been a consolation to have some nice-looking woman or women to look at. What if Olive Oyl were blond, middle-aged, and less attractive? --You'd have the lead in this movie. There was a scene where she was instructed to remove her blouse. I found myself saying, "Please..don't."
Possibly, this movie might have appeal for people who like and understand abstract art; you know, the type of picture, sculpture, or work most of the uninitiated (myself included) look at and ask, "What the hell is that?!!" In the case of this movie: "What the hell's going on?!!" I was wondering if a few joints before I viewed this thing would have helped (pot doesn't care about the usual order of things either). If you're brighter or dumber than I am you may like this movie. I don't know which scenario applies. I humbly accede to your better judgment. Love, Boloxxxi.
Possibly, this movie might have appeal for people who like and understand abstract art; you know, the type of picture, sculpture, or work most of the uninitiated (myself included) look at and ask, "What the hell is that?!!" In the case of this movie: "What the hell's going on?!!" I was wondering if a few joints before I viewed this thing would have helped (pot doesn't care about the usual order of things either). If you're brighter or dumber than I am you may like this movie. I don't know which scenario applies. I humbly accede to your better judgment. Love, Boloxxxi.