A family film about a mouse that lives in an old house where the geriatric owner dies, and Ernie and Lars Smuntz have plans for, but they have trouble getting rid of the mouse. It's like Home Alone with a mouse. Written by
William Hickey's character, Rudolph Smuntz, leaves his sons a half smoked box of Cuban cigars in his will. In The National Lampoons Christmas Vacation his character, Uncle Lewis, constantly smokes cigars. See more »
When the water breaks through the wall, near the end of the movie, you can see that the wall is made out of Sheetrock and not plaster keyed to lathe which would be appropriate to the house's age. See more »
[at their father's funeral, they carry his coffin down the steps of a cathedral]
Hold your end up higher, you're not holding it.
I am too.
You are not.
Don't worry about me. Hey, isn't that suit charcoal?
Looks charcoal gray to me, some gray polyester blend. Couldn't even find a black suit for your own father's funeral.
No, I'm sure it's gray.
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A children's film with a moral. Unlike a certain purveyor of saccharine entertainment, however, this moral is political, even metaphysical - if you exploit your workers, if you pursue greed until it makes you mad, if you break the ties that bind; if, in short, you snap the string, a Pandora's Box of chaos will be your lot, until you become a latterday Roderick Usher, your crumbling mansion a metaphor for your disintegrating mind.
With its Gilliam-like recreation of a dank, Orwellian universe; with its Tim Burton pervading of Gothic atmosphere; with its twisted Coens' live-action cartoon sensibility (imagine Christopher Walken in a children's film? Even better than that), and you have fun for all the family.
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