trippy movie in black and white where some guy prostitues some girl

When the Eraserheads formed in 1989, their music swept the country. But the REAL story behind the group has remain untold. Until now...

First-time father Henry Spencer tries to survive his industrial environment, his angry girlfriend, and the unbearable screams of his newly born mutant child.

Blonde Betty Elms has only just arrived in Hollywood to become a movie star when she meets an enigmatic brunette with amnesia. Meanwhile, as the two set off to solve the second woman's identity, filmmaker Adam Kesher runs into ominous trouble while casting his latest project.

The story of how an Irishman from Belfast, William Mulholland built the Los Angeles aqueduct to supply the city with water. Mulholland was self taught but managed to finish the aqueduct on time and on budget. However today, as Kielty discovers, water is still a sensitive topic, some people have it, others do not. It is a story of water, power and money.

A railway worker moves to another city and experiences a love affair with a suburban prostitute. Their encounter disturbs his solitude, and the two begin their life together.

In a blasted, post-apocalyptic landscape, a priapic alien voyeur writhes in a demented frenzy. Two women grapple in a slime-ridden dungeon. To the throb of a grungy, techno soundtrack the film builds to climax; the image disintegrates in a welter of scratches. This stunning and original film is an attempt to evoke modern myths of abduction and abuse by extra-terrestrials, lulling the audience into the trance-like state between sleep and consciousness. The startling images were filmed on black-and-white Super 8, hand-processed and luridly dyed. This is true alchemical erotica.

Sleazy jazzy Exotica TripPop as luxury drowned homage to 70s Euro-Grindhouse Cinema and its famed cult directors like Jess Franco, Jean Rollin or Harry Kümel: Red plush, opium n'a serious lack of oxygen. Surrounded by bizarre costumes and rituals, seductive singer Laura Mura breaks the power of horny kingsmen and lusty leatherslaves. A final return to a storytelling narrative in videoclips, not seen since the glory days of Kate Bush. Cinematic opulence, shot in Viennas famous, recently burned down Sophiensäle, that could leave its DV origin far behind by sheer tasteful style and won international recognition, airplay and a prize.

A priest sheds his habit, tunes in, turns on and drops out for a road trip that will change his life and bring him sorrow. Filmed in 1971 but not released until 2001.

A hippie drops acid with two chicks and goes on a weird trip.

Trix, an 18-year-old street girl, looms in front of a large graffiti wall that marks her favorite corner. Cars and pedestrians pass by, as the girl lingers. She lights up a cigarette. A car slowly pulls up and a man leans out the window. “Do you want a ride?” He asks gruffly. Giving him the quick once-over and stubbing out her smoke, Trix agrees. “I’m looking for an all- night kind of thing,” he replies coldly. He knows a good motel and they drive off. The clerk closes his book and stares at the couple. Without saying anything, he points to a NO SOLICITING sign beside his window. The clerk looks hard at the girl before turning his eyes back to the man. “Last one’s vacant.” They disappear inside. After a few moments, the office door slowly opens and the clerk steps out, his field book in hand and a gun tucked in the back of his pants.