Plausibly the high point among the attempts to evoke the era of Feuillade's cliff hanger serials - made as you go along plots, chases, painted settings, sheiks and hypocritical officials in top hats.
Recognisable mistakes deliberately reproduced, like the extras from the revolt that hasn't happened yet running outside the window of the bar
room, indicate thorough study of the originals with the vintage movie book ending the piece.
We get too much of the determinedly grotesque vintage porno detail like the Gymnase brothel but welcome material like substiuting the bearded whore for the heroine who blindfolds the evil heart transplant surgeon to convince him they've ended their seven year abstinence in marriage.
Is a film where only the girls appear naked but the have false meter long members sexist?
We could have seen more of Le Grand Magic Circus on film. Thechnically adequate for the grotesque tone required.