The first thing to strike you with this film is the strength of a young Michael Crawford to lead the film. His performance as the hapless army officer is a showcase for his infamous physically involved performances and he impresses on screen.
The next thing you realise is that you only ever half an idea what's going on! This is a prime example of 1960's experimental cinema and as you watch it you appreciate the artistic merit but scrabble around trying to find a discernible plot or message amongst the action on screen.
I was a massive fan of the Beatles during my teenage years and I idolised John Lennon, therefore this is a film I always intended on watching but I never found it available on VHS, it was a long wait before I finally watched it and it was good seeing my former hero in a more 'grown up' film than the likes of '
Help!' or '
The Beatles - A Hard Day's Night'. Lennon doesn't have a huge part but the lines he delivers are along the same vein as can be found in his books '
In His Own Write & A Spaniard in the Works' - and fit in perfectly with the abstract feel of the film.
This film is sometimes quite dark, and there are some funny moments. A lot of the humour comes from wordplay, for example; Crawford as officer Goodbody reports to his senior as he stands next to a toilet and announces - "I'm here at your convenience". You're not going to split a rib with laughter but it does at least bring light relief to a film which is pretty hard work to sit all the way through.
In a nutshell: This is psychedelia but without the bright colours. A nonsense film which isn't particularly entertaining but does capture the spirit of a decade which celebrated free reign over creativity.