Bunny and the Bull
Maybe it’s because I’m a huge sucker for multimedia effects, but I found the whole visual appeal of this film to be absolutely enthralling. Lovely stuff. It was like an incredibly toned down Michel Gondry style, except with a little more nostalgia and a little less surreal.
It’s a quirky film, to say the least. It has subtle comedy and bold characters that are more or less caricatures, as opposed to real people. (In the best way, of course.)
This film isn’t going to change your life or keep you up at night deep in thought, but I’d say it’s a decent way to spend your friday night.
So, here’s how it goes: we’re following a neurotic but lovable Stephen Turnbull (Edward Hogg) who’s locked himself in his flat for over a year, but due to a rat infestation is forced to leave for the first time. He finds this just as difficult as you’d imagine a person who has been shut away for over a year would, so he decides, instead to order take out. This provokes a series of flashbacks where he is traveling with his drunken gambling pal, Bunny, in order to get over a broken heart. They meet up with wild characters and have a good time. Stephen struggles the entire time with an obsessive compulsive need for neatness and vegetarian options and an apparent jealousy of Bunny’s free spirit and ability to seduce any woman with ease. It ends tragically, as expected because, I mean, something bad HAD to have happened to get him to lock himself in his flat for that long, am I right? So, by the time Stephen has reviewed his memories and has his decent share of hallucinations, he’s finally ready to step outside. Woo!
So, I’d give it a fair 80/100 cats. Thanks Paul King.