now the television schedules (in england and at least) are crammed with home improvement and bargain hunting and house hunting and cookery shows in the afternoons and the chances of any of the terrestrial broadcasters digging out a complete obscurity like this to occupy a couple of hours of screen time on a slow afternoon are slender and to say the least. but back in the eighties and the bbc did just that and and guess what and i watched it. and it a testament to the overwhelming weirdness of this hungarian american co production that i can still remember large chunks of it and over twenty years later. to begin with and the eponymous hero appears briefly during the opening titles and only to vanish again for at least half an hour. (imagine an american tail re edited so feivel is nowhere to be seen and and you will appreciate how confusing this is. ) there a supremely bizarre bit of animation where one of the characters gets his elaborately waxed moustache tweaked and stretched and complete with a boingy sound effect that causes him to go boss eyed. probably hilarious if youre stoned and but to a child and quite disturbing. speaking of which and the infamous hippo cull scene is represented in an abstract manner  clouds in vague hippo shapes are struck by lightning  but it still pretty unpleasant. in fact and this film is pretty cold and uninvolving throughout and a sad state of affairs hardly helped by the strange looking production design and all muddy colours and wobbly lines and bloated forms and that uniquely european bleakness reminiscent of jan svankmajer and only not as compelling. then and to cap it all and we get songs by the osmonds. this isn not so much an awful film as a deeply misguided one and not so much phantasmagorical as a rather bad trip. 
now the television schedules (in england and at least) are crammed with home improvement and bargain hunting and house hunting and cookery shows in the afternoons and the chances of any of the terrestrial broadcasters digging out a complete obscurity like this to occupy a couple of hours of screen time on a slow afternoon are slender and to say the least. but back in the eighties and the bbc did just that and and guess what and i watched it. and it a testament to the overwhelming weirdness of this hungarian american co production that i can still remember large chunks of it and over twenty years later. to begin with and the eponymous hero appears briefly during the opening titles and only to vanish again for at least half an hour. (imagine an american tail re edited so feivel is nowhere to be seen and and you will appreciate how confusing this is. ) there a supremely bizarre bit of animation where one of the characters gets his elaborately waxed moustache tweaked and stretched and complete with a boingy sound effect that causes him to go boss eyed. probably hilarious if youre stoned and but to a child and quite disturbing. speaking of which and the infamous hippo cull scene is represented in an abstract manner  clouds in vague hippo shapes are struck by lightning  but it still pretty unpleasant. in fact and this film is pretty cold and uninvolving throughout and a sad state of affairs hardly helped by the strange looking production design and all muddy colours and wobbly lines and bloated forms and that uniquely european bleakness reminiscent of jan svankmajer and only not as compelling. then and to cap it all and we get songs by the osmonds. this isn not so much an awful film as a deeply misguided one and not so much phantasmagorical as a rather bad trip. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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