Some films succeed by showing us characters and situations we all feel a certain familiarity with, allowing us to identify with and learn from the people and story; other films succeed by showing us things that we will never see in real life - for example, a beautiful but evil woman having her chest and bottom expanded by black magic to the point where they consume her body, and she is basically a giant blob on the floor with a harrowed looking face. I've never seen that happen in Tesco. As you might have guessed, Faust is the second kind of film. If this is your taste, I can't imagine anything much better. The religious ceremony at the climax is a particular treat, the sort of demented scene that might once have been created by the great Ken Russell (though not quite up to his high standards, it has to be said). Yes, the acting is completely over the top, the story is bizarre yet predictable (though many of the stand-alone scenes which are included purely for the joy of the visual they present us with are far from being expected) and the production values aren't exactly Hollywood standard, but the joy of film is present in every frame. The sheer gusto with which it is made carry it through and turn it into a triumph of insane spectacle. Where else would you get to hear a classic line like: "I cleaned the blades, but they want to get dirty again!" Go on, try it - you'll love it.