Wry, biting & overall a remorseless skewering of hippy yoghurt weavers already ignoring every home truth presented to them, before setting off on a dislocating relocation mission along the west coast of North America.
Layered, complex group dynamics, outstanding insights into back~to~the~earth dreamers constantly forgetting, or ignoring, as dreams all too often morph into self-fulfilling nightmares.
Loved the micro-details in its conversational modes & moments, the underlying unstated content we all experience every time we interact face to face with other people conversationally, ie what isn’t expressed or stated directly. Subtle too, yet full of colour.
The way women are handed around sexually is nailed adroitly so, instead of self actualisation, sex as social currency replaces true intimacy for nearly everyone in their perma-stoned haze. A biting nagging momentum accumulates, persists & pressurises everyone in the commune as the group & their modal quest unfolds.
8.5/10.