I saw this film last year at the Toronto After Dark Film Festival and it is virtually impossible to explain it to anyone! Here's what I've come up with: Imagine you wake up one day in Japan, not knowing how you arrived and still a little groggy from the chloroform. There's a tv on in the room, but someone keeps changing the channel before you can grasp the gist of any particular show. That's what it felt like to me, and I loved it! Unfortunately, this wacky surreal odyssey is only available as a region 2 dvd.
Fuck Martha Stewart. Martha's polishing the brass on the Titanic. It's all going down, man. So fuck off with your sofa units and Strinne green stripe patterns. I say never be complete, I say stop being perfect, I say let's evolve, and let the chips fall where they may.
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