Alan Rudolph's first movie as direcotr is hard to get through. Some hippy goes to the desert with a professor and sees something weird, then years later the hippy and his band members go out there and sense weirdness.
It's so padded. I kept waiting for weird stuff to happen. Just felt like lazy dope smoking movie making. There's even a pretty girl to sooth the hero's furrowed brow.
No characterisation. Best moments are the bit towards the end where someone gets lot in the desert and dies. I wish this had been a proper horror film. Amateurishly made.