A Racist Asian Bourgeois Alter Ego on LSD

A brief comment: there's a threesome, there's a transvestite, there's avant-garde drama, there're hash brownies, there're acid trips, there're rednecks and big fancy rock stars(' names)...there're everything, almost. But one can't help keep asking her/himself:

Where the heck are the ethnic minorities?

The only, if any, remotely valid representative of such alike is a Caucasian chick dressed in a native American costume. This isn't as progressive as one might have expected for a movie featuring the biggest hippie carnival in human herstory. Or we might as well have gotten it all wrong in the first place: what could you be expecting from an Asian bourgeoisie seasoned, supposedly-hip (but not hippie in any measure) artsy-fartsy melodrama?

It seems Ang's got at least one thing in common with the late Michael 傑克森: an unconditional love for being white.