You know what's strange? At first I didn't get the connection that I should've, which is that Dr. Tube - who comes complete with a small(ish) but noticeable cone-head and the kind of facial gestures that babies probably discern from their parents making googly eyes at them - is making a form of cocaine. Is it exactly that? Maybe, or maybe not, either way it's a powder that creates, shall we say, MAGIC for everyone who comes into its path. It helps also, especially, if mirrors are in the immediate vicinity so the camera capturing all of the characters shenanigans can, in layman's terms, bug out (first the dog, then the doctor and his little black friend, then the two women who come to the room and get high immediately, and then the two gentlemen with the ladies who get doused with the powder and then come up-stairs.
There's distortion with the lenses, basically a primitive form of what Spike Lee would go on to do in Crooklyn and Terry Gilliam for like half of his films, and it makes clear the influence is that of a funhouse: take your friends, look at yourself made wide and flat and extra-squeezed-out skinny and have a big laugh. Why it suddenly stops near the end and everyone goes back to normal, albeit the two men and two women and that deranged f*** of a doctor are still happy and high on life, is not explained. There's no real exact point to this except to show people having fun and having a good time, and by proxy we'll have fun watching them.
It is fun to watch, up to a point, though it gets repetitive and is so nonsensical that the lack of anything close to characters makes it difficult to think about watching again, at least any time too soon (outside of if it was on at some bar or club as background filler). It's innovative and clever, but there's not much of a greater point to it (i.e. why the doctor created the powder in the first place, what he'll do with it next), and it's more of a situation than any kind of story. I'm glad I watched it, but even at 10 1/2 minutes it runs a little long.