Back from their trip abroad, the family must meet the people of the neighborhood while preparing for the 25th anniversary of Zonnedael. Ma falls in love with a bum that is not exactly what ... See full summary »
Coen van Vrijberghe de Coningh,
Stefan de Walle
Hector had been in the orphanage for 35 years, until his aunt Ella and uncle Achiel pick him up. They want him to work at their bakery. At his new home he also helps training Achiel's son, ... See full summary »
The mayor of Zonnedael sees a chance to get rid of the Flodder family: They send the asocial bunch for an international exchange to New York. There they get confused with a Russian ... See full summary »
While the Flodders are packing their stuff to move to Zonnedael there is a siren in the background. It cannot be from a Dutch police car or ambulance, since it is a gliding sound. Dutch police cars have 2 different tones and ambulances have 3 different tones in their sirens who are not glides. See more »
[throwing rubbish in the bin, but a toy train does not land in the bin but on the floor near the bin. The toy train breaks and something falls out. It seems to be a lot of bank notes held together with an elastic]
Now what the heck?
[literally: now get the tuberculosis!]
[takes more toy trains out of the bin, drops them on the floor so that they break. More banknotes falling out]
Now what the heck is this?
[later in the living room]
What the heck is this?
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I ran this in my cinema..... and for kids! Oh dear!!... in the 80s we used to screen midnight to dawn marathons for teenagers (and younger) who all came, pajama clad and spent the night at the movies. THE FLODDERS was apparently some breakout hit in Holland so for the usual bizarre reason, it was rushed to Australia. So, in the tradition of SEXTETTE, or UNDERSEA KINGDOM, or AT LONG LAST LOVE.... it was plonked into a midnight to dawn show for 'wake me up' value. And eeeeeekkkkk! did it ever.... a never ending stream of vulgar gags about this drunken fornicating spewing bumpkin family who move to a stylish suburb and the skid-marked mayhem they cause. I clearly remember standing at the back of the theater watching from between my fingers as some oaf was fornicating on the bonnet of the family car... when it was revealed - ha-ha- he didn't know it was (wait for it......) his daughter! I ran screaming from my own cinema.
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