The 60s underground is not generally my thing, but I found this to be really watchable and even enjoyable in parts. It was certainly quite funny, and moments like the conversation in the car were memorable and fascinating.

Mockumentary about an all too familiar artist type. A semi delusional narcissist who wants to be taken seriously as an artist, and he's wrapped up in his world that he expects others ro respect. The character is probably too good as I found him annoying. I've known photographers like him so this was returning to a place that bugges me. As a piece of film making I suppose it's ahead of its time. I found it boring as hell to watch.