So strangely devoid of context and ended up only functioning as a means to put the wonderful songs on display.

Watched at Movieland Boulevard Square in Richmond, Virginia, USA.

I'm fine with expressionism in general, but this film felt needlessly edgy as if a very horny 14 year old with rich parents gave him a film budget after reading too much Foucault.

I feel a strange obligation to log this 22 second trash short film and I'm sorry.