Long before the stony metal band Sleep created their masterpiece, 'Holy Mountain', psychedelic Chilean director Alejandro Jodorowsky had one of his own. This 1973 film, and it's ultra-trippy soundtrack, are the benchmark for acid-freakout-naked-poop cinema. There's really no way to verbally do justice to this thing. It's strange, it's wrong, and it's brilliant. The soundtrack (composed by A.J. himself) is equal parts fuzzy hippy-dippy jams, traditional classical music, and abstract Moog noodling (check out 'Fuck Machine' - DANG!). Word has it, Jodorowsky began work on an adaptation of Frank Herbert's 'Dune' (one of my favorites) right after 'Holy Mountain', starring his own son as Paul, Salvador Dali as the Emperor, Orson Welles as Baron Harkonnen, and Mick Jagger as Feyd-Rautha. I weep openly whenever I think about what could have been, and curse the wicked, wicked Hollywood system that could blackball such an epic project. Damn. Anyhow, if you've never seen this flick, you should, and if you've never heard the soundtrack, well... Now you can.