Too frank and campy to be a curious piece of intellectualism. One can admire some of the stances, but as a huge fan of Jodorowsky and the Panic Movement, my first Arrabel experience leaves me with a sickening malaise.

As much as I admire Arrabal (mostly for his work in theater rather than cinema), this pansexual, new-agey romp is a sadly transparent affair, a cheesy, tame and mildly disgusting relic devoid of any of the boiling anger that gave Viva la Muerte its power.

"Arrabal's El Topo and a fascinating, near-masterpiece of surrealism... Essential viewing for surrealist fans, but as with most movies in this genre, the main drawback is the disappointing shallowness behind the shocking art."

Arrabal's best and one of the greatest surreal films. Weird, brutal, perverse and intelligent.

Perversion disguised as intellectual surrealism, not even funny.