The quality of the VHS transfer was so poor that I could hardly tell what was going on, although perhaps I didn't miss much, given that the film apparently consists of Garrel and Nico fixing drug-addled stares on their faces for 70-plus minutes. (Oh, there's also some music at some point.) The whole thing never gets off the ground.
First you buy some heroin, then you hire Nico and Anita Pallenberg circa 1970's. Next, read a little Baudelaire and watch a little Warhol to set your course. That's the movie. But someone really fucking inspired (Garrel?) hired Ash Ra Tempel and Lutz Ulbrich to build a sound track from electric guitars with dopamine strings . . . and voila! Il est un chapitre de l'histoire du cinéma.