A fecal, anal honking, and vomit-infused tale revolving around orgy-driven slaphappiness and punchdrunk intoxication as the silent movie era disjointedly stumbled into sound and talkies. Channeling the likes of Michel Hazanavicius’ The Artist and Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas with a rhythmically chaotic boogie seemingly torn right out of Gasper Noe’s Climax, Babylon is an aggressive assault of the senses loosely thread together by cinematic evolution and dwindling fame. Full review: https://boundingintocomics.com/2022/12/15/babylon-review-requiem-for-the-silver-screen/