I was in school well after the whole hippie thing had been played out in the country, but the board of education in my hometown did not see it that way and we saw many films and filmstrips like this in my school. Did I get the message? I am not sure, I was just so excited to be able to operate the film projector that I didn’t care what was on the screen. Instead, I would sit on the edge of my seat, anticipating the next beat and waiting to turn the knob and advance the strip.
We had these beautiful two-tone green filmstrip projectors that would get so warm that if you leaned over it for too long you might burn yourself. I would keep a comfortable distance and by the end of any film I was toasty as if I had sat by a fire. Boy, I miss those projectors.
Try and picture all that while watching this film. Maybe hang out over a running toaster to help complete the effect?
WARNING: Do not hang out over a toaster. You will burn yourself and ruin your toast (I learned that lesson the hard way).