We loved Toby Jones and we loved the cabbages. But deep frustration with this film's insistence on being more confusing then interesting. Endless reels and endless screamy ladies = ENDLESS BOREDOM. we also love chiff chaffs and were disappointed that they never flew the nest. In conclusion, is the premise that Italians are evil and brits pathetic?
cabbage
scream
cabbage
scream
cabbage
Toby Jones is suddenly Italian, and walks out of the closet.
oh maybe it was a gay thing?