Wonderwall - 1968 - 5/10

Trippy, boring, silly, pretentious, outta site gas, take your pick.
Introvert research scientist peeks through a hole in his crowded upstairs flat and spies on lovely Jane Birken’s psychedelic fairyland.
Often, when younger colleagues ask about the 60’s, this is what they imagine.
Vibrant clothes, perfumed incense, everyone attractive and rich.
If only . . .
At times, Wonderwall is glossy fun. Other times this is killingly dull.
Music by George Harrison, sometimes evocative, sometimes annoying.