Along with the heightened psychedelia of the visual effects—the potion Elaine brews for her victims produces a colorful prism effect straight out of 1967’s The Trip—and musical nods to giallo, the overall effect is one of cheeky feminist camp, delighting in the artifice of both femininity and filmmaking.
Closer to Corman�s The Trip than to Kubrick's 2001, though I have to admire any filmmaker cracked enough to cap a vision of cosmic transcendence with a vagina�s view of an incoming penis-missile.