Junk Head

Junk Head crawled into my eye socket like a 90s European art film that you'd stumble on at 2am on Channel 4 but also somehow like a Jan Svankmajer remix of 1980s British children's series Trap Door. Tonally it's somehow both tons of existing things and something completely new. Both disturbing and very silly, beautiful and very disgusting, hopefully and pessimistic and so on. Fundamentally it just needs watching. Sadly it's also very much one of those "one arty bloke's undiluted vision" projects as well so it's massively self-indulgent, suffers deeply from mission creep and is structurally hugely flawed. It doesn't for example, end, which I think most stories should do. I hope one day it might.