It was an unexpected pleasure to see Naked Lunch again, reprising the excellent live soundtrack performance that they premiered at last year’s Donaufestival. Not much to add to my review of that event, except to say that Thomas Woschitz’s film Universalove now seems even more like a major work, its glancing and resonant plotlines balanced by a considerable emotional pull. And the music is really quite stunning, with its angular and relentless percussion bolstered by haunting guitar work and the parched croon of Oliver Welter’s voice.
After 18 years of existence, Naked Lunch still seem to be practically unknown outside of Austria and Germany. Doubtless this isn’t a situation they’re happy with, but I’m tempted to say that they’re too good to be allowed out anywhere else.