Moves away from the ero-horror of the preceding three Black Garden films and towards an unmitigated, ritualistic ecstasy.
Very likely a masterpiece, no stone is left unturned in Carpenter's navigation and ultimate excavation of the darkest recesses of genre itself. You can't turn to God and you can't turn to the empirical methods you thought revealed the Absolute. You don't know anything, you don't even know yourself. The presumption that you know is the tic sucking your spirit dry. But is the act of making this film, and others like it across an extensive and rarely cohesive body…
THIS MOVIE IS SO FUCKING DELIGHTFUL, JESUS CHRIST.
It's like a big ball of hope, humor and warmth without any over-sentimentality or cheesiness. It has an overwhelming sense of optimism but never becomes dishonest, an incredible achievement in my book. From start to finish it repeatedly makes me laugh and enjoy myself. When it's over I want to watch it again. I need more thoughtful films like this in my life.