Wilhelm Reich in Hell

The clung(e) who gave grief filled words around the acting of a filmed stage performance was a clutch of fixture who/womb mi-spellet the word "role" ... what a Klondike, he wrote "roll"... as in tumbrel but t he meant to right "role" ..as in the other meaning.... crazy?!! Robbing Graves is an Traverseie aborted, if you Will?

But talking of helms..

The production, you may choose to watch, is as good as an underfunded stage production can get. It may not be Terry Gilliam's vision of Faust, but it has the meat and -howevermanyaday- cabbages of a true trial by a jury of someone else's peers on an chap who quite liked stuff and things.

If you can put up with stoner movies/beefcake action flicks/80s straight to VHS cl-art, then you'll be capable of appreciating what this performance has to offer. There are some Sirius golden moment and probably boobs, yeah why not... there's loads of 'em!

I write this mostly as a response to someone who judged it on its aesthetic merit only; leaving out the fact that some things that you watch, require you to put in a bit of effort to enjoy it (there is an nugget of THE1TRUTH!) - similarly, Zardoz and 200 motels are films that should be seen, for the sake of their sentiment, as opposed to the standard bleach review process...

This is probably the last review I'll bother with on this shite, as they won't allow excessive intentional missgrammer.

May all your days be numbered and may Bob have Marcy on your soul x