A big blob of Vaseline, self-harming Westerners and Japanese whalers combine to labour a metaphor for the creative process.
Conceptual artist Matthew Barney and conceptual popster Björk team up for this art instalation of a film.
The plot, if such a word can be used, concerns a mould full of Vaseline on the deck of a Japanese whaling ship, a Western couple slicing bits off each other in a flooded tea-room below decks, and much pseudo-religious weirdness.
Japanese whalers, it seems, sail with a full complement of geishas and small children in case there’s a chance to create a laboured metaphor for the creative process.
The Björk-composed soundtrack veers from lovely to irritating, but the whole long, drawn-out result is pretentious art nonsense.
Arty has never been so farty.