[Review]

Imagine falling asleep right there in the cinema, at a film festival with films screening back to back. Suddenly, a strange man who doesn’t belong in these movies breaks the fourth wall and begins addressing you about how the films are affecting you, deconstructing each film before your eyes.
Like an intellectual gremlin, the strange man walks from They Live to The Searchers to Taxi Driver to The Sound of Music to A Clockwork Orange, explaining each film in a startling light. He looks like a cross between Con the Fruiterer and Sigmund Freud, complete with a lisp and thick Slavic accent. Continue reading “The Perverts Guide To Ideology” →