
Everyone starts life with so much of vigour and hope. They have certain expectations in life. They may have many aspirations and dreams that they may want of their family, their love ones and their offsprings. The dreams may just be sandcastles in the air, wishful thinking or a desire to satisfy their own unfilled dreams.
The problem is everyone has their own ideas how these ambitions should be attained. And they make their wishes known. They also want others to follow the path that they feel is a sure way to success. The problem is there are many ways to Rome, and everyone has their pace at taking the journey, Some rush from point A to point B with blinkers; other smell the fresh air and enjoy the bloom! Herein arise the problem. The inability to keep us with each others' expectations draw parties farther and farther apart. To somehow maintain the divine sanctity of the family unit, people go to great lengths to prevent it from crumbling even at the expense of losing their own sanity!
Only the British have the wit to make a joke of something as dark as a dysfunctional family. This dark comedy tells the tale of a famous children story writer who is feeling suicidal. In fact, his attempt at the noose proved unsuccessful when the rope snapped. Unfortunately, his demented mother witnessed the event from her window and tried the stunt herself. Clumsy as she was, it did not succeed as planned but she succumbed to her injuries later. To complicate matters, his music teacher wife's young student may be accusing him of what appeared like an inappropriate behaviour. His twin kids are at loggerheads all the time. The son despises his father and his sister whom he thinks are weird. This is compounded when the sister is caught by him to be intimate with another girl. The son himself is a social awkward. The wife is putting up a happy face trying to cover up all the unhappiness around the family. To add chaos to the mayhem is the writer's helper, his illustrator, a quirky Japanese character who himself is carrying an enormous baggage over his shoulder. Then there is an eccentric neighbour, a plastic surgeon, who has the hots for the writer's wife. So, is the builder. The plastic surgeon's 'daughter' is close to the daughter. In the midst of all these confusions, the screenwriter still manages to create humour! Marvelous.
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