Meyer's penultimate film (his final effort - a direct-to-video plotless short after a twenty plus year absent does not count) is about as zany as one could imagine.
Throwing everything but the kitchen sink in, this has it all - lush baroque European castles, resurrected fascist dictators, a Greek chorus and more nature gone wild than a David Attenborough BBC special.
Meyer's here really ridicules the revelries involved in coupling and copulating, yet his biggest target is aimed squarely at the viewer - he mocks us for being voyeurs at his cavalcade of perversions.
While not as witty or engaging as previous works, Meyer proves yet again that his main talent is his mis-en-scene. With editing skills like this, the mind wonders what kind of film he could have made if his interests laid elsewhere.....
Throwing everything but the kitchen sink in, this has it all - lush baroque European castles, resurrected fascist dictators, a Greek chorus and more nature gone wild than a David Attenborough BBC special.
Meyer's here really ridicules the revelries involved in coupling and copulating, yet his biggest target is aimed squarely at the viewer - he mocks us for being voyeurs at his cavalcade of perversions.
While not as witty or engaging as previous works, Meyer proves yet again that his main talent is his mis-en-scene. With editing skills like this, the mind wonders what kind of film he could have made if his interests laid elsewhere.....