The opening is real intriguing in an artsy, I don't know what's going on, kinda way. The music starts off with a short drum riff like the footsteps of a stalking animal but turns jazzy with bass-guitar accompaniment. Yellow eyes fade in an out and there's a Little Nemo flying kid soaring in skivvies. Little children make cameos and I feel like this will be some sort of school-drama and I mentally laugh when one of those children puts on a white phallus-top helmet like the Japanese fuzz wear.

It opens with a creepy shot of a girl or a corpse. I noticed the sound effects were accentuated and amplified--it's something no one would miss when a fly rested on her lips and rubbed its legs making a jarring, whirring sound like speaker feedback.

The scenes now oscillate between golden eyes and others, first the flow of water or universal inflation--galaxies rushing from a singularity, then a trippy bird-view or oracular seeing pond.
Finally a boy bathed in gold awakens--was it all his dream? Calmly, he speaks into his tape recorder, marking the date and time October 2nd, 5:25, "the usual dream."
