2.9 stars. "Everything is MALIGNANTLY USELESS except as some species of potato masher" (Thomas Ligotti). Švankmajer's most essayistic film creeps up upon you like a lurgee. 'Insect' is a demystifying anti-fable like 'Faust', of which Victoria Nelson wrote that it goes as far as is possible in the Aristotelian tradition... 'Insect' goes further. As deeply pessimistic as 'Lunacy' but a mite more palatable. Itchy itchy.