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A bunch of young people, more or less hippies, waste time at the cinema with a dull film. On-screen, a man lies on the railway and awaits his end. But at some point the screen and reality become the same. Edited without dialogue, with songs by the Velvet Underground and Nico in the background, this is a portrait of the young generation of actors of the moment.
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Donald has to get up early, but everything seems to be working to keep him awake. His loudly ticking alarm clock resists several attempts to quiet it. Donald ultimately swallows it; the glow-in-the-dark dial can be seen through his feathers. Then his folding bed folds up on him. Springs start popping out of it; Donald builds an elaborate framework to hold it down. Finally, enough of the clock reassembles itself to sound the alarm and night is over.
