Right off the top - I have no idea what the hell this film is about. I can't give it a proper rating as I don't know what it is I just watched. Is it some sort of political statement? A strange comedy? A fetish film? I surely don't know - all I can say is it's pretty f!cked-up - and I watch A LOT of f!cked-up sh!t...
I can't really say if there's a "narrative" to the film - it starts with some kind of virginity contest that a beautiful Canadian wins - as the winner she marries some billionaire with a golden cock. When she sees his dong she flips out and wants a divorce but apparently that can't happen so some huge black dude bones her then karate-chops her, puts her in a suitcase and flies her somewhere else where she meets some Spanish guy, bones him and they get literally stuck together. At the same time that all this strangeness is going on - a bunch of freaks in a boat with Karl Marx's head on the front of it do a bunch of weird stuff. Eventually the whole film becomes a blur as it descends (courtesy of Otto Muehl and the Vienna Aktionists) into a strange fetishistic mess of scat and urine, borderline pedophilia, puke-play, and all other manner of weirdness. The whole thing ends with an arousing scene of Miss Canada rolling around nekkid by herself in chocolate syrup...
I guess I'm not "high-brow" enough to get this type of thing, cuz I surely can make no sense of it. I neither liked it nor disliked it - it just was what it was. If you like super-strange "art-house" style films - give this one a shot. If not - don't bother...
I can't really say if there's a "narrative" to the film - it starts with some kind of virginity contest that a beautiful Canadian wins - as the winner she marries some billionaire with a golden cock. When she sees his dong she flips out and wants a divorce but apparently that can't happen so some huge black dude bones her then karate-chops her, puts her in a suitcase and flies her somewhere else where she meets some Spanish guy, bones him and they get literally stuck together. At the same time that all this strangeness is going on - a bunch of freaks in a boat with Karl Marx's head on the front of it do a bunch of weird stuff. Eventually the whole film becomes a blur as it descends (courtesy of Otto Muehl and the Vienna Aktionists) into a strange fetishistic mess of scat and urine, borderline pedophilia, puke-play, and all other manner of weirdness. The whole thing ends with an arousing scene of Miss Canada rolling around nekkid by herself in chocolate syrup...
I guess I'm not "high-brow" enough to get this type of thing, cuz I surely can make no sense of it. I neither liked it nor disliked it - it just was what it was. If you like super-strange "art-house" style films - give this one a shot. If not - don't bother...