This is the place where I usually tell you what the film is about, which I would do if I had any idea. Some stuff happens with spooky, frenetic, annoying background music. Then other stuff happens which may take place before or after the original stuff. Then other stuff happens which may take place before the others, after the others, on in between. A couple producing custom erotic films is dragged into a nightmarish conspiracy when they start working for a mysterious client. Their lives degenerate into a hellish nightmare as a result of their having sold their souls. Or maybe their lives were a hellish, hallucinatory nightmare and they used lucrative custom porn as a mean to escape. Or neither. Or both. Or it was all a dream. Or the call was coming from inside the house. I don’t know because it’s, like, far out, man, psychedelically speaking. Like, the body and the mind are, like, all one, man.
I know the film comes from the UK, and I guess it is supposed to be a horror movie because it plays that frenetic, spooky music non-stop and there are a lot of weird colors.
You’ll have to figure out the rest on your own.
Except for the nudity, it’s basically the kind of horror movie Count Floyd might show after he promised the kids a really scary one this time.
Arooooooooo!
You don’t think spooky music is scary, kids? And did you see all those colors? You don’t think it’s scary to see different colors on your skin, kids? And not just yellow or red. They were really scary colors like … fuchsia and … puce.
Arooooooooo!
