nicht’s review published on Letterboxd:
The greatest short film, period.
While Anger's other films are filled with abstract images and odd sequences, this time he decided to take a different route. Oh, and what a wonderful route it was! Sequences of men, possibly closeted queers, polishing and preparing their motorbikes for a long-awaited journey - or rather a rendezvous. The pop music playing in the background from Bobby Vinton to Ricky Nelson. Leather jackets with a parody of James Dean and Marlon Brando as poster-boys being worshiped. With the scent of homosexuality fused with the manliness that comes with the vagabond lifestyle. Combine all that and you get the quintessential 60s era intermixed in a 28-minute sequence. I believe if this film was made accessible to Jeffrey Dahmer, then he would've stopped killing all those men, and just jerked off to the hairless waxed-torsos, with the beat of the 60's epoch in the background.