Drown Among the Dead ★★

This film’s slim premise, which involves a would-be philosopher buried in the sand up to his neck and the woman who threatens to conk him on his head a bat, was enough to get me to try this 61-minute feature debut (what this says about me, I don’t know). That surreal high concept invokes many films in Jodorowsky’s oeuvre or Buñuel’s Simon of the Desert, of course, but in practice this is closer to the similarly allegorical Mexican exploitation film We Are the Flesh. This is even more naggingly literary than that was, with fewer strong images and verbose characters who are so obviously philosophical mouthpieces that next to no viewer engagement emerges despite a very obviously precarious situation.