Psychological health is a most recommendable acquisition

Rating: Null/10 (24 November 2004)

(possible Spoilers included)
This is a degenerate film. Out of disrespect for the film the review really ought to end there, but i'll elaborate. The trip, because that's all it amounts to, starts when Ewan McGregor takes his hit of drugs and decides to go clubbing. At the club me meets a stripper who he develops an infantile sexual infatuation with. The stripper is sleeping with the boss to keep her job. They have an affair, which for him is actually *literally* delusional fantasy. Various sorry sex-obsessed infantilisms drag the film along until finally she cynically ditches him to keep her job as star stripper, then "symbolically" dies. He ends up as a ruined wreck. That amounts to the story; totally wacked out insanity followed by an existentialist ending, communicated via soft-core porno, awful music, and cheap smut humor populated by an assortment of psychologically deranged comic book characterizations. I have not seen such a sick, ugly and revolting film for quite a while.
If you are an existentialist sex-obsessed, drug taking, dance-club-cult follower, then this is the film to deaden your mind further with. If, however, you retain some vestige of humanity, don't bother subjecting yourself to more calculated ugliness than is necessary.