Geronimo1967
This is virtually impossible to critique: its like something Monty Python left on the cutting room floor after an awful lot of schnapps. Its basically just a series of eccentricities filmed and set to a score as random as the pictures for an half an hour that makes virtually no sense at all. It might have helped if Id seen his Solo from a year earlier, but I doubt it as we follow the antics of two musicians - Karlheinz Böttner and Alfred Feussner as they maraud round the city from its war memorial to its subway stations, usually toting a guitar as they travel and not averse to causing some havoc as they go. The photography is often completely abstract and stitched together in quite an intriguingly eclectic fashion that makes this oddly ente...