Enough stunts to make you dizzy and enough bombastic music from the wizard rockers in Sorcery (they make Spinal Tap look tasteful) to render you deaf are the distinguishing marks of this case of brain damage on film. Its feather-light plot concerns an Australian stunt man (Grant Page) who works on a movie in Los Angeles by day and then hangs out with his musician buddies and romances a fetching lady journalist by night. And that’s it, Captain. This movie is busy as a pack of bees, with so much split-screen action that Brian DePalma would scream “Enough!”, but not much happens, aside from stunt work and concert footage of Sorcery’s stage show, which boasts an explosive battle between “The King of the Wizards” and “The Prince of Darkness” enacted next to the riffs and rocking. All of that only makes the film more hallucinatory, though. It’s a picture of a place and a time. This comes straight from the shady corner of the 1978 time capsule.