Intensely matriarchal and sapphic and yet naive and celebratory in the most direct and unapologetic way. 1974 was just 5 years after Stonewall. In my own country we were just being introduced to democracy. Interesting, though, to think about how today's masculinists, misogynists and other fauna would react to watching this piece of raw political art.
Though I understand a fair bit about the sexual and gender politics of the time, I cannot truly appreciate what it must have meant for lesbians to see this film at the time. So my rating means nothing. I will say the warmth of the cinematography and the actors shine through - it feels like a hopeful reverie or dream from a specific moment in time. To me, the music sounded too much like an educational film of the 70s
Haptic film. How can visual images and music produce skin sensations? Barbara Hammer achieved such cross-modal effect. Of course, this is a political film rather than erotic. Thinking through sensuality in cinema. Nice and smart.
A 4-minute short of overlapping images of chubby naked people frolicking about. Slowly grows into soft porn.
Some truly terrible music that pretty much ruins any interest that I could try to derive from the imagery of this short.
I'm sure this was daring 45 years ago, but now - if judged objectively - it's not much to look at.