"i don't know much about psychoanalysis, but this is a dirty film", "this is symbolic.., symbolic of junk" or sth along that haha. sardonic, The Critic is extremely relevant: many 'pertinent' film interpretations still wallow in the bog of love, sex, biology and freud's "science" when pontificating about abstract images' rationale. if it's not in da brain, must be somewhere in da body. beware! sharp/k teeth ahead :))
Watching Mel Brook’s first film I found myself laughing at the cinephile in me that has sat watching hours and hours of avant garde film. Having this guy watching over my shoulder I can only imagine what he’d say. Thanks to Mel for stripping away pretension and reminding us that it’s good to laugh, and even better to laugh at yourself.