makes sense to me ???!!!

no probs man perfect stoner movie, spliff up and weird out and enjoy
wtf is it real or un f@ckin real
mind bendin mental hallucinatin road trip to hell and beyond
and a late night stop for mushroom tea & poppy seed biscuits on the M5 service station down to Great Auntie Berthas acid house
Surf Shop Mansion in Cornwall...


errrmm.. no..


ok.. serious. I'm at least a generation older than most who post here
and quite happily well experienced in surreal 1960's and 70's fractured abstract narrative movie
modes of story telling..


I enjoyed this film.
Of course it makes no sense, and I applaud the director and writer [and more importantly lighting camera crew]
for pulling off one of the best low budget barmy poetic narrative scare thrillers
since the glory days of "Dont Look Now" and "The Whicker Man"

[and all the hundreds and thousands of lesser known and well critically despised mad as f@ck ripped to shreds by anglo american censors
cheap euro brain dissoloving exploitation horror pantomimes..]

well worth the price of a blank DVD to record it off the BBC
and a gallon of cider to watch it on a late saturday night long after the pubs chucked out..

funnily enough, if I was still a serious minded literature or film studies student like I was 30 years ago..
I could probably keep my mates bored wide awake all night long droning on about how if you think really deep about it
the story actually makes perfect sense..!!??