Rubber Johnny (2005) + 2 Other Aphex Twin Videos by Chris Cunningham

Chris Cunnigham's now cult hit short, Rubber Johnny, is a hypnotic mindfuck of epic proportions. Originally conceived as a 30-second promo for Aphex Twin's album, Drukgs, the project took on a life of its own, stretching out over 4 years & ending up totaling 6 minutes (a longer version of the short was planned but was aborted).

From Warp's description:

"Johnny is a hyperactive, shape-shifting mutant child, kept locked away in a basement. With only his feverish imagination and his terrified dog for company, he finds ways to amuse himself in the dark."

The entire Rubber Johnny short:

Aphex Twin - Come To Daddy:

Aphex Twin - Windowlicker:

Funky Forest: The First Contact (2005)

IMDB Link

Thought I'd make my first post here a weird one. Just got an e-mail from a friend earlier who saw a trailer for this flick (in Japanese), asking me if I knew anything about this movie. I had never heard of it, but was intrigued by the bizarre nature of the clip I saw. This is the type of movie that you don't have to be on drugs to feel high watching. Enjoy!

Review:
A film suited to fit all age groups from 18-142. A conglomeration of ideas so absurd, the final product is unprofoundly genius. A sure-fire way to stoke up any waning get-together.

There is nothing that can prepare you for the weirdness that is Naisu No Mori: The First Contact. It is a work that defies description. Katsuhito Ishii, the co-writer and co-director of the film, is best known on these shores for the animated sequence in Kill Bill Vol. 1, as well as the girls + guns movie Sharkskin Man and Peach Hip Girl starring Tadanobu Asano. He worked with Asano again in both Party 7 and Taste of Tea, the latter film taking home the Audience Award for Best Film at the SF Indiefest last year. But Taste of Tea's observational exploration of family relationships is a far departure from Naisu No Moris non-stop whacked-out insanity. It is now clear that the gigantic disembodied heads and forehead-piercing trains found in Taste of Tea were just a warm-up for the Cronenbergian flesh pods, extended dance numbers, and alien body fluid expulsion that comprise his latest grab-bag of filmic weirdness.

Trailer: