"Malice in Wonderland" is the most sexual and psychedelic reworking on film of Lewis Carroll's "Alice in Wonderland" that I've seen since the ending of "Alice in Acidland" (1969)--and those are the only two films I've seen to be all three such things: pornographic, psychedelic and parody of classic children's literature, although a surprising number of pictures exhibit at least two of those aspects. Plus, it's animated--quite well, as it happens, although somewhat crude and grotesque. The transitioning between imagery does a good job of depicting a sense of falling down the rabbit hole (or whatever the orifice might be), and the transmogrification of the book allows ample opportunity for the sort one likewise finds in many cartoons.
The rabbit running inside, followed by Alice herself, it seems, her vagina isn't too far fetched, either, given the extensive scholarship and other interpretations on the supposed sexuality of "Alice in Wonderland." Vince Collins and company certainly grasp the suggestiveness from the book of Alice consuming edibles, including the mushroom and with some giving dictation of "eat me" and "drink me," which transform her and all of which takes on a phallic shape here. There's also the key and keyhole business. They miss an opportunity, however, by not including the incident of Bill the Lizard being kicked out of a chimney by Alice. Regardless, this, indeed, is a curious dream.