Wow!
I don't think I am equipped with the vocabulary to describe this film, but none the less I will attempt (in my own feeble way) to surmise this film in the best way I see fit...CRAP. Well, I think that summed it up nicely actually.
Look, I get the damn idea. Clockcrew makes stupid stuff. EVERYONE gets it. So having made your point (actually it's much more like the point of the DaDaists of post modern art) why don't you just curl into a ball and come back when you have thought up something worth saying or creating, because until that time you're simply taking up precious space on an already overloaded media.