"Lopushansky is no stranger to sci-fi, using it often like Tarkovsky as metaphor, backdrop or metaphysical introspection, but in this case he just goes for a surreal, fantasy world. Like Stalker, this is mostly a strange, religious, existential meditation... The religious symbolism involving redemption, Jesus, etc is heavy-handed and the allegory is a touch too simplistic, but the imagery is strong and the atmosphere is unique."

My mind was blown by a five-ruble whore in a back alley of Moscow and now I have herpes. This film taught me that the world is an endless landfill, humans are mentally challenged inbreds with bad teeth, and Jesus is a schizoid who likes to scream a lot. And it only took a little more than two hours.

The aborted mutant fetus conceived by Stalker and Eraserhead. It's downright confounding but has some of the most beautiful cinematography I've ever seen. I wish more of the plot was explicitly expressed, or even just the world that it creates and not what this man's story is about. Much went over my head I'm sure, and I like to think that I understand Stalker, so that's saying something about Visitor of a Museum.