This one's an overlong and indulgent video diary feature, in the old near square format.
The generally off-screen narrator tells us about being fired from his TV job and packing off to India, trying to avoid being a Neo Hippy, while he has inner monologue (except it's on the track) about being inhibited by la Oltra, his notion of taste and suitability, and pondering his relationships with a couple of former lady friends.
The use of video is mildly inventive and the glimpses of Madrid, Delhi, Calcutta and the rest, as a back ground for his thought processes, holds attention for a while - but not nearly an hour and a half.
The generally off-screen narrator tells us about being fired from his TV job and packing off to India, trying to avoid being a Neo Hippy, while he has inner monologue (except it's on the track) about being inhibited by la Oltra, his notion of taste and suitability, and pondering his relationships with a couple of former lady friends.
The use of video is mildly inventive and the glimpses of Madrid, Delhi, Calcutta and the rest, as a back ground for his thought processes, holds attention for a while - but not nearly an hour and a half.
