It was made by Shawn O'Keefe and Leslie Sisson, by the way. It not only has humor and interesting visuals, it questions our interest in celebrity, sexuality, murder and drug use. It makes no particular new statements about them, but it does at least use them as a milieu. Filmmaker Donald Thalhubler uses actors in masks of celebrities to humorous and startling effect. Thalhubler uses the novels of Bart Easton Ellis as a sort of background for the work, citing it as the source material, so that we see the ideas at work.
Someone does cocaine, has bad thoughts, inspired by a black voodoo mask, and then kills a celebrity.
It proves that the language of film, and the modern novel, is a language of immediacy. It shows us that this idea can be expressed to us in a matter of minutes instead of the usual hours it takes to watch a film or, God forbid, days it takes to read a book, even a pulpy one. It was prurient, erotic and disgusting all at the same time. That's saying something. There's a lot of milk in this film too.