Okay,
I’m not normally one to accuse writers of drug use based on the lunacy of their
plots, but… seriously, what was this guy smoking? Other than the basic facts – a 2-½-minute
short film – I have no idea what I just watched and what it was for.
So
there’s a bistro, naturally. There are
fake animal facial protuberances, there are very tiny bits of foodstuff, and
there are outrageously large condiments.
There’s allegedly a plot of some sort, but I don’t know what it is.
PC is
Max, our porcine leading man. Why he has
a snout, I don’t know. I do know that he’s ravenous, and he bears
the slightest passing resemblance to Malcolm – while he doesn’t swear, his
colorfully off-color similes are a bit Tucker-esque.
It’s
difficult to rate PC’s performance here, since I don’t know exactly what he was
supposed to be doing and thus can’t say whether or not he accomplished it. Max is angry, frustrated, bewildered, and
pig-nosed. Beyond that, I can’t tell you
much more.
This
short also features Alex MacQueen, playing a waiter with manners very similar
to his great Julius Nicholson on The
Thick of It.
Accent Watch
Scottish.
Recommend?
In
General
– I wouldn’t. Too weird, too
nonsensical, too whacked out.
PC-wise – Eh. For completists only. Nothing to write home about.
Warnings
A bit
of suggested violence.
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