Richard Lester sure has a distinct style. Big chunks of this could be seamlessly dropped into A Hard Day’s Night. And like A Hard Day’s Night, there isn’t much story here. One guy wants to learn how to get girls from his roommate. Another guy who wants to paint everything white moves himself in. A woman moves to London with nothing and is looking for the YWCA.
And then the hi-jinks happen.
It’s… fine. Lester’s trying to be avant-garde/artistic; sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. I probably would have enjoyed it a lot more if I watched it in a London movie theater six decades ago, but I foolishly wasn’t born yet.