Some say that watching “Pee-Wee’s Playhouse” on acid would be a good idea. Then again, this is usually the voice of the inexperienced speaking. It would be a frightening task and I think the few that would be able to handle it would be the extreme trippers, the folks that just may have broken on through to the other side. “Jesus and Her Gospel of Yes” is for them.
I mention “Pee-Wee’s Playhouse” as it’s what it resembles in all its vibrantly colored nonsense. But there’s no King of Cartoons or Cowboy Curtis here. Instead, this is a religious “tale” and we have a female Jesus, a transgendered Moses and an assortment of performance artists writhing about, speaking gibberish to each other. Yes, the film is nice to look at with its multi-layering of various artists’ paintings and computer generated images creating a world that looks like a children’s book on fire, but it really is your tolerance for the gibberish that will dictate your love or hate for “Jesus and Her Gospel of Yes.” And I’m sure there was more to it than gibberish, but I, with my feeble mind, couldn’t find deeper meaning in someone moaning “Honey Nut Cheerios” over and over again. I don’t know about art, but I know what I can’t stand. But for you trippers out there looking for a new kind of kick – here’s your fix!
