Review by christopher-underwood

It is surprising that this Jean Rollin film has no vampires, or cemetery and candelabra or even a gothic building and instead at the start a couple of young girls in an asylum. One is in the garden and a rocking chair creaking forlornly. Then she speaks for the first time and helps the other escape. There is a poetical way that the girls just appear with a gypsy like crew with exotic dancers and weird rowdy drinkers with a lovely stage with a junkyard filled with rubbish and a train that thunders through. The surreal scenes go to other ones without really any reason. Seemingly an ice rink appears after an odd place in an underground bar, a costume appears and she dances with a spotlight as if in magic. More with a big ship and other people liking to dance and in the end would seem to be a couple of swingers and from no were guns appear and suddenly there is flesh and death.