Having read a bit about Jane Arden and this film in particular I was not expecting a bundle of laughs. Surprisingly, however, there are a couple of scenes I found humorous such as the cabaret routine and the travellers' revels. On the whole, however, this is a film about serious mental ill health and, for me, it was tough going on occasion but I think that is the point. Arden uses the medium of film to convey the pain and suffering experienced by several very unwell women. What's going on in their heads is harrowingly conveyed through the use of sound and music (the cellist has a central role) ranging from ear piercing screams, accompanied by a discordant cacophony of instrumentation and sometimes strange bubble noises. The character's hallucinations and behavioural problems are deeply disturbing and obviously torment these women. The big red nose seems to be very menacing but also playful. Such is the ebb and flow of this film. As with some other forms of experimental film, this film is no less challenging whilst being entertaining. This film has no story to tell instead Arden forces upon the viewer a cinematic version of psychosis, warts and all. Not for the faint hearted.