By Ty Burr
Updated June 14, 2002 at 04:00 AM EDT

Hip young things circa 1933 made it a point to find a theater showing Gustav Machaty’s widely banned film about a sexually frustrated young wife (Kiesler, soon to morph into Hollywood’s Hedy Lamarr) who shags the hunky construction foreman down the road. It’s dated as erotica, of course — the heroine’s skinny-dip scene and facial expressions during lovemaking may have been quel scandale once, but how’re you gonna keep ’em down on the farm after they’ve logged on to The film survives today as an artsy, near-silent curio whose overripe symbolism is both silly and left-field sublime. Still, it’s kind of nice to know what turned your grandparents on. Actually, maybe it’s not.