Excruciatingly blatant propaganda.
Absurdly solumn preach fest in which pure as the driven snow innocents are misrepresented, vilified, and abused by cardboard cutout nasties. In case we don't get it, everything stops dead every 15 minutes or so, so that a right minded cardboard cutout can give a (long) speech directing the viewer in the right direction.
Like all of Basil Deardon's films, we have here a message designed to depict his own country and his culture in the worst light. Chimneys belch grey soot, the sky is always cloudy, dirty kids scamper in dark alleys and tenement windows bleakly stare out at us. Visually, a flushing toilet is better looking. Now, I'm off to attend tonight's drag queen story hour at the local grade school.
Like all of Basil Deardon's films, we have here a message designed to depict his own country and his culture in the worst light. Chimneys belch grey soot, the sky is always cloudy, dirty kids scamper in dark alleys and tenement windows bleakly stare out at us. Visually, a flushing toilet is better looking. Now, I'm off to attend tonight's drag queen story hour at the local grade school.
- resborzage
- Aug 24, 2024