La chouette aveugle

When you've seen as many Ruiz films as i have (especially over the course of a year), his mid-'80s work in particular all sort of starts to blend together after a while. This is more or less as fine an example as any, less visually beautiful than some (not that the muddy VHS quality helps any), less incoherent than others (very broadly speaking of course). Along with Insomniac on the Bridge it's probably his most excessively garish and unsettling, which is a nice contrast to his later films.