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It is a silly, delirious, wonderful thing, a true 'melodrame' as the subtitle suggests, showing us in a hideous mirror the repetitious cycle of living death we are caught in our everyday lives.

Rollin does for horror films what Suzuki Seijun does for the gangster film, or Leone for the Western - he blows it to pieces to create something otherworldly and new.

I mean, under all the visual verbiage, there is a plot of sorts.

The whole thing is addled, pretentious nonsense.

I think the film's 'failure' to lucidly communicate is actually the point.

Consequently, by lack of competitors, it became the most successful film of the month in France.

So why the devil am I writing this, you may ask? Fragments of this plot get lost in a mass of possibly meaningless symbolism although I actually know someone who can make everything in TWIN PEAKS: FIRE WALK WITH ME fit coherently, so I'll suspend judgement.

As a result, no other new feature was released during that period apart from this one.

Not that I even got this part right.