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Grim, bleak, misanthropic, confronting and uproariously funny from beginning to end.

The levels of twee are fairly high, and contrasted with the bizarre and often regressive gendered comedy it’s likely to divide audiences right down the middle.

A tragi-comic gem.

There is some verve in the early singing scenes, but overall I was left with the impression that breaking all those conventions was a long, hard slog.

It's not the cliches that are its main problem, although the setting and set-up are straight down the line.

Anchored by Depardieu's unflinching performance and his sheer physicality, the film mixes melancholic nostalgia and mordant satire with a strong sense of the absurd.

This conceit lacks the one ingredient essential - charm - and has a protagonist who isn't very nice.

The juxtaposition between comedy and meditation on contemporary life does throw the viewer off-guard a little bit, but it is no the less effective for doing so.

Like the chocolate at its heart, Améris' film is sweet, a little indulgent and over all-too-quickly but leaves a lingering glow of happiness.

The training sessions begin to pall - for the audience as much for the participants - but once the action moves to Norway, the pace and the scenery pick up considerably.

There is a complete disregard for any kind of consequence or continuity in this film, and you know that the rug could be pulled from under you at any second.

A Town Called Panic is a truly postmodern concoction, where, along with the village's properties, narrative norms are deconstructed brick by brick, as free associations and visual gags come thick and fast, offering a surreal jaunt through toy town.

There’s a lot of clever twists here, and plenty of knowing references to Snow White.