The White Bus

When I caught myself trying to pigeonhole whether it was supposed to be a hallucination or pure free association, I hearkened back to my first experience seeing a movie directed by Lindsay Anderson, If...., which was a more realistic story, yes, but had a dreamlike lack of reason or cohesion for its stylistic and visual changeovers. Likewise, The White Bus is just a chain of imagery. But what makes it a consistent piece? Somehow, it is. Because I followed it and enjoyed it.

Shot in 1965 and only 45 minutes...so it's the Magical Mystery Tour before acid?

No.

I actually thought it was pretty dull a lot of the time. However, there were a few scenes that helped push this past a 50 for me, namely the end, and a couple little laughs here and there (like at the very beginning). Visually it's interesting, I mean, a 1967 movie that mixed colour and B&W footage was a nice touch. Hell, that's a nice touch even today. I'm not sure what the movie meant but like I said, there were some good scenes, though I wouldn't give it a strong recommendation.