kinda janky as a standalone thing, but i like Kantor for the way he marries theatre and abstract colour. This is more just the latter, but the roughshod splashiness reminds me of being on a very wet slippery stage

This is Owens' least great featurette. Some sticky off-cuts from a different film we'll never see. The images feel like they stick onto you brain. Pictures layered on top of each other like a cake, but no sound, which is a pity.

Just me or could you cut the sexual tension between Freder and Josaphat with a KNIFE