I reviewed this baby years back for RRA'S CULT MOVIE REVIEW, but I checked it out again and it still rocks(pun absolutely intended).
Like Rock Hudson's closet activities, its no secret that I'm a huge Floyd fan, especially with their landmark album THE WALL. Sometimes ambition and egomania room together in the same creative dormhouse, since thats what Alan Parker's THE WALL motion picture is.
While the idea of filming a dramatic narrative without exposition dialogue is pretentious, and the editing narrative energy itself is inconsistent from being outright genius to outright sluggish as hell, but when THE WALL movie's magic occurs, you forgive the faults.
All the music videos that roam the forbidden zone of MTV can trace their bastard ancestry to THE WALL, not TOMMY. That's a FACT.
