No matter where you are when you watch this, you will become convinced that someone has slipped you some brown acid. Even sitting in your cubicle at work, you will think that the guy next to you that you hate has found a way to slip some mescaline into your coffee. I promise.
Make sure to stick around till about the 1:45 mark, to see some of the most mindblowing choreography that has ever been laid to celluloid. And hugs and kisses to whoever can explain to me what the fuck "I Eat Cannibals" is supposed to mean.