Reseñas de la crítica

This wordless, vignette-based survey of curious goings-on among the everymen of Prague, of which chicken fetishism and dough inhalation are the least alarming, is an object of very bizarre beauty indeed.

It's a most singular accomplishment, even by Švankmajer's highly iconoclastic standards – possibly "the first erotic film in which there is no sexual intercourse" (2). Nonetheless, it is emblematic of the interrelationship of Švankmajer's film and fine art practices, and of the long periods of gestation common to his feature films.