Vanishing point, or the point that vanished, or perhaps there never was one. Pointlessness is namely what I was left with this one. “Vanishing Point” is an experiment in which I lost interest quite early on. There are some good scenes and surreal moments but then there’s a lot of talking and card games and talking and card games and, oh, some pointless talking. Perhaps I didn't look hard enough.
I recommend watching "City of Pirates" first. While this is a valid film on its own, it definitely is interesting to see how these two are alternate versions of the same feverish dream - so similar and different at the same time. The improvised visual style adds to the mood, it's spiced with a humour of strange kind, which is as surreal as the whole experience. The English dialogues are hard to understand at times.
Episodic. Encounters. Plus its funny. And enigmatic. As enigmatic, at times, as a perfect kōan (of which its "characters" field a few). The Earth is a gray-scale Martian zero-zone. What is it that resides here? How does one come at a making-visible of its pre-sensible phenomenon? Ruiz may be taking the piss, but he isn't wasting our time. We think outer space is elsewhere when it is just as much right here.