Conspirators of Pleasure (1996) - Jan Svankmajer

What a strange film. Svankmajer's first largely live action film contains not a single line of dialogue, and is unsettling in its grotesqueness. These characters all have a peculiar fetish, and good lord the things that get people off. Svankmajer can't resist the chance to use some good old fashioned stop motion, a little clay, and the usual assortment of strange instruments. Bread crumbs snorted, a flying human chicken, a large variety of fur and nails, a very personal newcast, and some carp. Never ceasing to be on the outside, there is no traditional plot to it, but everyone's perversions at the end somehow start to bleed into each other, and you get the feeling that we could be in store for another round of perverted mayhem.