A ninety-minute longeur in which various ballet dancers (yes, that’s Wayne Sleep as Squirrel Nutkin) put on outsized, hideous animal heads with sightless, staring eyes, and prance about in queasily lurid woodland sets. The conflicting emotions of unfathomable boredom and mounting blind terror caused a short-circuit in the brain of many a tot of the day which in many cases still causes involuntary spasms and baleful cries in the middle of the night. Easily the sickest of this selection of films. Or indeed any selection.
