It's a matter of chemistry. Then it works and stands on its own, unto itself. This is also why he is one of the very few pure underground filmmakers. Underground was an image-negative term that refuted, denied, and disowned definition rather than encouraged it. The underground film movement was never more than a collection of individuals who never quite collected.
Popularity breeds pressure.
Slowly, as the lovers sink deeper into a drugged state, their unconscious desires rise to the surface. In brilliant colors the images tumble across the screen to reveal the feelings evoked by this, their last trip together. George, smoothly done over in pancake make-up, a Beatles wig, and mod clothing, cuts an effectively dashing and soulful figure as leading man in his nonspeaking role. A bevy of topless young women cluster and swirl around him in kaleidoscopic fashion via masterful superimpositions and other hallucinatory effects. George recalls this, his last New York film, in an interview from January 1989.