Freedom and liberation, self-expression and experimentation — the cri de coeur of the late ’60s and early ’70s — inevitably led to flamboyant examples of excess. Whether such indulgences should be celebrated or mocked by our soberer selves is perhaps not a terribly interesting question, especially when one is presented with the late filmmaker Steven Arnold’s 1971 magnum opus, Luminous Procuress. Baroque, bizarre and dizzyingly creative, Arnold’s only feature film is clearly of its time and, like a magic dream, outside of time.
Produced in a warehouse on 17th Street closer to the Mission than to the Castro, Luminous Procuress imagines a pair of hippies under the spell of — ah, could it be a drug? — who embark on an explicitly carnal and ultimately spiritual journey in a mysterious mansion. They encounter a variety of trippy tour guides, such as the Cockettes and poet ruth weiss, en route to their ascension to a higher plane of consciousness.
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