God when Brakhage is good, he is absolutely mind-blowing. The sleeping/dreaming sequences, child crawling in the grass, and the beginning of the carnival are absolutely ecstatic. With that being said there are moments in the montage where the juxtaposition, wanting transformation and play, just falls flat and almost feels like filler.
The dominance behind the movement of light and shadow over surface and air that stimulates environment and nature gives way to the violent ferocity of manufactured illumination and man-made energy that invigorates 'entertainment.' Night becomes less a desired time, than an instance in which man can momentarily feel a harnessed control over action and surroundings before logic of dreams infiltrates one's mental space.