This weekend, I started reading the Illuminatus! Trilogy and watched this movie. So, is this how the Sixties are remembered by people who experienced it? Is it all one hazy psychedelic blur?

I didn’t make it to the end of the movie. The music would have been great, if not for all the annoying vocoding. But I knew the songs were going to be good going into it. I just really don’t like musicals. And “Being for the Benefit of Mr. Kite!” is the last song I would put in a movie.

Illuminatus! makes me wish I was alive during the sixties. Across the Universe makes me wonder if Paul McCartney is rolling over in his grave.