A Town Called Panic
Time Out says
Trouble starts when Cowboy and Indian decide to build Horse a barbecue for his birthday. They order bricks over the internet and buy 50 trillion of them when a coffee cup jams the keyboard. They hide the bricks on their roof, the bricks crush the house, they build a new one, reptiles steal it… There’s no point going on: the plot lunges forward with the aid of whatever wacky twist allows Aubier and Patar to incorporate some comic bickering or a deadpan sight gag. The parochial humour, overlapping dialogue plus the choreographing of the action with lots of small characters on oversized sets recalls Jacques Tati, but this is more throwaway. The film’s problem is that it fails to make emotional connections between us and the characters, opening up a chasm that no mechanised, snowball-tossing penguin can bridge.