Various - The Mindbenders: Scary Drug Education Films from the 60's. Volume 2 (1960)

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So if LSD is so bad, why do these four films all associate it with cool animation and groovy music? Visually, Acid is as out-there as any Hollywood sci-fi film of the era, with lots of whacked-out acid trips recreated for the camera. We also see lab rats on a hit, men running through fields screaming, and two hippies going apeshit over an anthill. A tripping black guy keeps looking at his hand and twirling a rose, while an artist draws a picture of a fetus about to be clawed by monsters... and all with an NEA grant!

LSD-25 uses the gimmick of having the narrator be the drug itself! To wit: "In just a few moments, I will show him glimpses of distorted beauty... or tumble him into a private hell!" A mop-topped lad on a bum trip squawks like a chicken and screams, "Get me outta this terrible place!" A faked transaction makes it look as though the pusher was selling cubes of beef bouillon.

Rebel without a life SAL MINEO narrates LSD: Insight or Insanity? He doesn’t appear onscreen, but if he did, I wish he’d wear his monkey getup from Escape from the Planet of the Apes, just to screw with the heads of anyone who might be imbibing while watching this short.

After swallowing goldfish and ironing their hair, the teens-on-acid here hallucinate about taking a tricycle spill down the stairs or being locked in a fridge. One girl boiling eggs suddenly mistakes the gas flame for a flower. Pretty! If scenes of cliff-jumping and running in front of cars isn’t enough to make you forego tripping, howzabout some pics of deformed rat fetuses? It all ends in a fatal game of Russian roulette.

No less an outfit than the U.S. Navy was behind Trip to Where, which details three buddies who drop a dose or two. According to this, at worst, you’ll think you’re being chased by sword-wielding thugs on horseback or see yourself as a girl when you look in a mirror. And, at best, you’ll be plopped into something resembling the series finale of Twin Peaks, minus the finger-snapping midgets.