[See also my general overview of Criterion's Les Blank set, if you like.]
I'm not even remotely a foodie, so it's a testament to Blank's sheer zest for his subjects that he succeeds in making garlic interesting to me for nearly an hour. (Probably helps that I grew up less than an hour away from Gilroy and its world-famous garlic festival, so this particular obsession has been floating around my world since childhood.) As ever, there's plenty of retroactive anthropological fascination, too—you can easily ignore what people are saying, should the appeal of intense garlic advocacy start to wane, and focus instead on the era's singular fashion choices. When is feathered hair gonna make a comeback?