A man in a Michael Jackson outfit—red shirt, black jeans, white face mask—rides hunched over the tiny frame of a clown bike. Jutting out to his side, attached by a wire, is a stuffed monkey puppet with angel wings. The background is a nondescript go-cart track lined with brightly colored tires, the sky above a billowing blue haze. Time slows to a crawl as the bike circles toward the camera. All is silent save for Bobby Vinton's bathetic croon over a featherbed... More >>>