Cocoon. It's cocoon.
Joey Strange's meaty back is pierced with six flesh hooks; he eventually performs a vertical suspension while being wrapped in Christmas lights and pink cellophane, a gas mask on his head. Pretty, but what's the point? (And please don't say it's Art). There's plenty of conversation and background noise during Strange's ordeal, which would be fine in a "day in the life" sense if the tape didn't switch back and forth between reality and role-playing, with a fetishy ending between Strange and a girl who calls herself Damn Satan.