As is the case with much of experimental cinema, it’s hard to tell exactly “what’s happening,” but Outer Space is clearly non-linear and not driven by plot. There is a house, and a woman who is seemingly overcome with neuroses and intense fear. What I got out of the film was a sense of neurosis and penetrable, droning fear by way of a recurring, repetitious beat. There is a good chance that the increasingly fast, droning percussion is intended to mimic the increasingly fearful heartbeat of the woman. Avoid if epileptic.