This film is usually considered as a classic or yet another Swinging London film done too late.

I myself liked the film quite a bit. It has a certain Antonioni feel to it, and the direction really went well with the story of the film.

The ending leaves one wondering what is was all about, but again, it is shot beautifully.

Throughout the film we see a group of mimics cruising around London, yelling at the top of their lungs as they go. When we see them perform, they are obviously quiet. The protagonist is a hip fashion photographer who think he witnesses a murder. At one point there's the most famous scene of the film, in which the Yardbirds (with Beck and Page) play Stroll On and Beck trashes his gear. Well, that's basically the film's essence. An artistic take on the era and above all the fashion and the pop arts.