Korean director Kim Ki-young didn't want to make this 1978 venture into sexploitation, and his instincts were right on target. The half-baked script ties together three fanciful episodes from the life of a young student, replete with highfalutin references to Nietzsche, racial ancestry, and female sexuality, and in Kim?s hands it becomes an almost incomprehensible exercise in gaudy expressionism and metaphysical rant. Some of his pet themes—lust and death, desire for eternal love, middle-class duplicity—crop up now and then, mostly through dialogue rather than action. Visually, aside from some intriguingly lurid interiors, the film recalls TV?s Tales From the Crypt—cheesy special effects, unmotivated zooms, and all. Still, if you're interested in seeing a cinematic stylist run amok, this one offers plenty of choice moments. With Kim Jung-chol.