Directed by Bob Rafelson, well before Five Easy Pieces or Mountains Of The Moon, written by Jack Nicholson (!!?), and starring The Monkees, this is a colourfully incomprehensible movie designed to be viewed while you're on an acid trip or delirious from 'flu.
Plotless and demented, it is the ultimate deconstruction of The Monkees' manufactured images, with a Monty Python-type collection of sketches and skits gradually turning serious as the lovable lads get mixed up in Vietnam, play dandruff on Victor Mature's head or bang around with cultural icons like Annette Funicello and Frank Zappa.
Sadly, the "experimental" music isn't up there with the best of The Monkees' bubble-gum pop songs, but it's unmissably weird all the same.