London DJ Robert (David Beames) is driving from London to Bristol in a battered old Rover to uncover the mystery of his brother’s suicide. En route, he discovers himself in bizarre and surreal situations.
Radio On defies description. It is scriptless, slow, and incoherent and seems aimless, pointless, and futile. Best not to analyse it too much.
It was directed by a former film critic (Christopher Petit) who clearly had a Wim Wenders fetish, which explains why it’s shot in black and white and features a soundtrack full of Krautrock synth music.
You’ll enjoy the photography if you like art student pretentiousness.
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