Debut feature-length movie from film school weirdo Laurin Federlein. The main character gas-huffs his way across the Scottish countryside on a scooter talking to locals about how they might support and collaborate on his "traveling disco." It is as weird as it sounds and weirder. For one thing, the locals are not actors. They are actually locals who have only been asked if they want to be in a film, and then the camera rolls. The other thing is the look of the film -- Federlein turned the contrast way up and forced us all to squint and look away about half-way through the film from the dreamy, gas-huffing, glare of lime green and burgundy landscapes.
Part of what made me enjoy this was that I wasn't quite sure what I was watching. We knew nothing going into it and some of the dialog (all improvised, so near as we could tell) and camera shots are so fantastically bizarre, you can hardly believe what you are hearing and seeing.
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Totally bizarro and difficult to watch. I think the director was huffing gas when he made it.
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