Schroeter's hysterical craziness reminds me of Ana Carolina's Heart and Guts - they both talk about insanity inside some very specific social statements: popular songs, visual illusion, twisted mirrors. As a fan, I just love the scenes he puts together within his aesthetics - they are so flamboyant inside this excess made to overflow. As a plot, it discusses our need to pursuit freedom as this impossible social task.
The films of Werner Schroeter have become among the most insistent / rewarding pleasures I have discovered over the past couple years. Schroeter and Pialat have been the filmmakers who, though I had encountered them, did not become true titans for me until I was in my thirties. Day of the Idiots is a very special movie. It marries the disinhibition of great melodrama w/ an unflinching investment in the profane.