Sex roles, consumption and destruction in America.

"Bromberg is a subjective assault, a kind of found cinema, in which the pieces of existence, the pablum pop of Top 40 radio, mix effortlessly with thermonuclear techno-jargon, and stoned-out kids camping around in the buff co-exist in a restless uneasy mix with Times Square strip shows, neon effluvia, lugubrious country-western ballads and Bromberg's own visceral polemics. She boils international power politics down to a question of whose dick is longer, the US or Russia's, and who's going to put it where."
- Brian Lambert, Twin Cities Reader