On the cover, four hallucinated animals and the name of the band composed of lysergic stars, a task that in the previous album was entrusted to flowers. After living in the alter ego of Sergeant Pepper, the Beatles rediscover themselves but, perhaps, we find them more splendidly metaphorical than before and still far from reality.
LSD makes its presence felt, so let's banish suppositions because Magical Mystery Tour means acid. It's Paul himself who makes us understand this at the beginning of what was born as a double EP, the very one who took two years to convince himself to try a trip. So come, join in the magical mystery tour because they would love to take us far away. To the four or five wizards living up there in the sky, beyond the clouds, so far as to reach that fool on the hill who sees others from the height of his awareness. Let your ability to fly guide you; by flying, you arrive at a foggy road where a George fogged by acid much more than that same Blue Jay Way waits for his friends to arrive as soon as possible. Now you know that the friends are us, the ones the band awaits more than the little help sung by the phantom Billy Shears. But now everyone on their feet to dance to an old piece from many years ago, a song your mother should know. Everyone stand up because the walrus is coming.
According to him, we are all each other, we are all eggmen, and he feels the greatest making that strange noise. He sits quietly waiting for the sun in an English garden, but in the end, he takes off the mask and you discover he's none other than little John, the insecure one from the strawberry fields, the one who didn't let anyone climb up his tree because no one really could. Even his adventure companion Paul dived into the lake of his own childhood and decided to describe Penny Lane with that kaleidoscopic eye that was a characteristic of a certain Lucy. Still flying over the heads of a hippie generation representing the beautiful world and singing the anthem of universal love, the show closes.
All you need is love, say those four wizards still there now, in their sky full of diamonds, transforming the most ordinary of journeys into a true Magical Mystery Tour.
"Personally, I find the album brilliant and full of interesting tracks, despite its strange and prestigious reputation."
"‘I Am The Walrus’ stands as a magical and disarming masterpiece, intertwining mystery and Lennon’s beloved character symbolism."
A truly pointless film, which I can only remember for a few funny scenes (like the one where Lennon shovels pasta).
"Hello Goodbye," for its lyrics, is undoubtedly the lowest point of McCartney’s work with the group.