Sleeping Betty

It's clear this Canadian film is something special from the opening sequence - reminiscent of a coloured woodcut from Aesop - in which a crow and a fox gaze at each other trying to determine the fate of a wheel of Vache qui Rit (Laughing Cow) cheese.

In the tenement palace of the Royal Family, Betty sleeps, despite all (surreal) efforts to wake her.

Claude Coutier's film is full of gleeful anachronisms, Pythonesque touches, and save for a mangled incomprehensible spouting of impenetrable franglic nonsense, bereft of dialogue. With a classical soundtrack ably used it is witty, with a verve and madcap tone akin to Avery at his prime. It's brilliant, so full of humorous notes it would seem impossible to dislike.