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THE INNER CHILD IS NOT TOO DEEPLY HIDDEN

Today's film was the cartoon/stop motion Belgian

Panique au Village / A Town Called Panic (2009)

This is a wild film. Very fast. Funny. For adults.

But here is what I realized half way through. It is built on a kid's way of fantasizing stories for his toys, particularly the plastic figures we all accumulated.

This film stars a horse, a cowboy and an indian who are room mates and have a life together. I had a cowboy and indian and a horse.

I figured out all kinds of improbable stories for them to act out.

This film does the same.

I was able to get my figures into and out of situations readily. There was no barrier of language. Some of the fantasies were wild and wooly. Same here.

That is the story level of the film.

The dialogue, however, is hilariously adult. Four lettered and adult.

There are so many LOL moments.

And the action is very fast. It is in subtitles and, at times, I felt that by reading, I missed some salient point or joke. After awhile, I began to get the French language enough to skip the reading. i am convinced I could learn a language through subtitles if I would apply myself to it.

Some of the jokes, or words are American slang or "dirty" words. Slipped in.

There are many other characters than Horse, Cowboy and Indian, some right out of the plastic figure cast of characters (another horse (female, the love interest), a policeman, a grouchy farmer and his Heidi like wift, farm animals and the like, vehicles, cars trucks and of course blocks. Lots and lots of them).

What is so appealing is that there is no stopping to consider shit. It is pell mell head on. Just like a child.

I liked it a lot and wouldn't mind seeing it again just to review the jokes.

The whole idea of adult play as a child would do it is ingenious.

Imagination.

I will give it a 4 out of Netflix5.

Labels: films