Here’s what the Tribeca Film Fest organizers told Madonna fans to expect at the Friday night premiere of her Confessions II: It’s “an ambitious visual work exceeding 10 minutes, built around the first six tracks of Madonna ‘s forthcoming album.” This is what they ended up seeing: a surrealistic polyptych of women with lasers shooting out of their private parts, Benedict Cumberbatch voguing in a bathroom, and Madonna in all her various personae, from vulnerable, lonely songwriter to you-can-