Produced for David Lynch's Propaganda Films and starring Lord of the Rings' Viggo Mortensen, The Gospel According to Harry is a peculiarly Majewskian combination of Samuel Beckett, environmental dystopia, and Hollywood beefcake. In a vaguely distant future, the Pacific Ocean has dried up, and Southern California is consumed by desert. A young couple (Mortensen, Jennifer Rubin) live out what would be a normal suburban existence, if normal involved living outdoors amid sand dunes, washing dishes with sand, vacuuming sand. The pair won't let a little environmental disaster stop them from petty arguments and other bourgeois concerns, though, nor will they let in-laws (including A Taste of Honey's Rita Tushingham), the tax man, or even jack-booted Secret Service thugs interrupt their mounting unease. Majewski makes sure his actors remain as oblivious to their setting as possible, thereby heightening the absurdity of their not-so-futuristic world, where baseball games and misfiled tax forms cause more panic than a vanishing water supply and political instability.