The three filmmakers are also all professional clowns, and about 85% of the film is without dialogue.
Shot in a theatrical, low budget way, it recalls a smaller, less ambitious and philosophical Roy Andersson.
It made me laugh out loud a couple of times, and smile a good deal. However, even at 84 minutes
it did start to drag by the end, and some of the bits started to wear thin. None-the-less, this
is a lovely, worthwhile experimental nod to Chaplin, Keaton, et al, if not quite on their level of
genius. But then, who is?