Reply #17: Thanks, I didn't need to see that.

[Minstrel Boy]

Here's a review (I don't know if it's appropriate for this one, but spoilers ahead):

The video begins with a doctor reassuring a visably disturbed Johnny, who seems to be asking for his mummy. When he gets violent, the doctor is forced to inject him with a calming sedative. The film then flips to the familiar Drukqs introduction and then proceeds to go crazy with Johnny dancing in his wheelchair, doing wheelies and tricks for the amusement of his dog, and transforming into a variety of nightmarish shapes, like a someone tipping a wheelbarrow full of butcher's shop scrapings, entrails and brains onto a window.

The film is stunning, harrowing and disturbing in equal measure. The visuals match the frantic pace of the music and the experience is quite exhausting, leaving you breathless by the end. I had to sit through the preview screening twice to take it all in. It's like David Lynch's Lost Highway compressed to a black hole-like density, where no light escapes. I absolutely loved it.

The film comes with a 40 page booklet containing self-portraits, sketches and photographs of Johnny that are equally bizarre and strange, and pushes Cunningham's fixation and obsession with body parts to the absolute extreme.

Certainly not for the faint of heart, Rubber Johnny cannot come recommended highly enough for those with the constitution to take it.