I have just seen this film in it's entirety, and was very disappointed with its conception, execution and delivery.
The film centers around well known artist Christina Conrad and her life journey. The film is 120 minutes of Christina set up in one location narrating monologues to the camera, it is interspersed with Parisian music of which she dances to or dresses up in.
This film starts disappointing and rapidly gos south from there to where it either embraces you or offends you. Christina quite often drops obscene language for shock value as she relates to her life. Her obsession for Phallic and Vagina based rhetoric is flouted thought this monstrosity of celluloid.
Her attempt of ridicule of Christianity is deeply offensive with statements that were made undoubtedly for shock value, she seems to celebrate her deep dis-respect for man whilst reveling in the fact she has a rich tapestry of language to draw upon.
At points through the film Christina dresses as a man for further ridicule of the male spices, whilst quite openly using Phallic symbols as props held against her pubic region.
This film is a very offensive, despicable piece of theater of film masquerading as art.
Having said that, this film will have an audience with like minded eccentrics that are looking to some sort of acceptance of their eccentricity.
If you want to feel good, or simply don't want to waste your hard earned money - don't bother watching this so-called feature documentary
The film centers around well known artist Christina Conrad and her life journey. The film is 120 minutes of Christina set up in one location narrating monologues to the camera, it is interspersed with Parisian music of which she dances to or dresses up in.
This film starts disappointing and rapidly gos south from there to where it either embraces you or offends you. Christina quite often drops obscene language for shock value as she relates to her life. Her obsession for Phallic and Vagina based rhetoric is flouted thought this monstrosity of celluloid.
Her attempt of ridicule of Christianity is deeply offensive with statements that were made undoubtedly for shock value, she seems to celebrate her deep dis-respect for man whilst reveling in the fact she has a rich tapestry of language to draw upon.
At points through the film Christina dresses as a man for further ridicule of the male spices, whilst quite openly using Phallic symbols as props held against her pubic region.
This film is a very offensive, despicable piece of theater of film masquerading as art.
Having said that, this film will have an audience with like minded eccentrics that are looking to some sort of acceptance of their eccentricity.
If you want to feel good, or simply don't want to waste your hard earned money - don't bother watching this so-called feature documentary