Embedded in this chaotically surreal film is a vague mystery with murders & a hell of a lot of self-conscious stuff about being a film director. It never for a moment captured my interest. It is difficult to believe the live-action Talking Head (1992) is from the same guy who did the fantabulous anime Ghost in the Shell (1995).

Struggling to give it its due, it is visually imaginative, but even so comes across as a series of live-stage set-pieces written & designed by highschool students, or, at best, by a Freshman in a film theory course who mistakenly thought his adolescent "thinky" thesis on the meaning of cinema would be really cool read out loud by a series of over-the-top kitschy characters.

I tried to embrace the visual imagination & experimentation, but without a story with even a minimum of coherence, the film becomes increasingly boring with each ain't-I-clever set-change.

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