This is a fully automated power station, Brose. It doesn't need human beings. It doesn't want them. It only tolerates them so long as they confine themselves to harmless and unnecessary functions such as sweeping out restrooms that do not require sweeping out. Any other sort of activity and you know what will happen to you, Brose?
I do not know what will happen to me, Brose.
It will chew you up and spit you out like a used plastic bag.
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One of the furthest out there of the late 60s counter culture movies, even though this 90 minute cinematic oddity was done by a Shakespeare troupe. We've got many of the classic themes here including work is oppressing and drugs can set you free! Right on.
Valentine Brose doesn't want to work but pressure from his girlfriend (Cilla Black!) and the chance to grow his magic mushrooms in a dark, damp factory environment persuade him to take the job. Many whimsical, surreal adventures follow, usually at the expense of the businessmen and the squares in general. At the end all the squares dose on Valentine's magic mushrooms, sit down for a nice chat and romp around all silly and laughy and childlike. Don't expect a straight narrative, it's as weird as all get out. Yay.
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