There are plenty of reasons to look back at the ’60s and envy its crazy natives, but Bob Levis’s notorious and rarely-seen Gold (1968) manifests a beaut: in those days, the rules that govern mass culture could be treated like toilet paper. Music and movies could not just toss out the rulebook but act as if it never existed, making up stuff as they went along with the copious assistance of very good dope, a ubiquitous and intoxicating sexual chaos, and a happy disdain for the establishment that’s never been equaled. (American youth since then has been mere sheep — sheep! )
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On DVD: When Mud Orgies and Full Monties Aren’t Enough
