VALIE EXPORT's Genital Panic and Touch Cinema are amazing! but with her films I'm hardly ever engaged or provoked. as is expected of V.E the tension between the image and it's referent (the body) is central to the film, but other than that there doesn't seem to be much going on here.
Speaking of structuralism, a superior example of it. From the figure of the double and its repetition, a reiterative doppelgänger, this is a film that meddles in its own body that concept to later multiply it, condensing a dense exercise of distinct combined perspectives. With the advantage of not being narrative.