Bartlett Finchley is an odd man, a writer who contributes to food magazines and the like. He lives alone and is always it seems in need of a repairman for one piece of household equipment or another. As time has gone by, he seems to be in a constant battle with machines - his typewriter, his television - which all have the same message for him: get out of the house. He has no intention of doing so however and the battle begins. Written by
When the car pulls out after crashing into the boxes, it is clearly visible that there is a metal frame added to the front, presumably for protection and reinforcement for when it crashes through the fence. See more »
This is Mr. Bartlett Finchley, age forty-eight, a practicing sophisticate who writes very special and very precious things for gourmet magzines and the like. He's a bachelor and a recluse with few friends, only devotees and adherents to the cause of tart sophistry. He has no interests save whatever current annoyances he can put his mind to. He has no purpose to his life except the formulation of day-to-day opportunities to vent his wrath on mechanical contrivances of an age ...
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This is the story of a bitter man who hates technology. Of course, the technology of his day is a razor, a toaster, a television. Well it's the story of the Good Little Toaster that has had enough. The typewriter writes threatening notes. We've all imagined if our appliances or our toys came to life and began to try to do us in. In this, the plot is OK, but the effects and the resolution are so bad, it's laughable. There is a great deal of ranting and threat. And why is this man so angry? Has he been chosen for his fate, or has he brought it upon himself? Anyway, given the fact that he doesn't listen to the threats and stays put, he eventually must confront the situation in which he finds himself. The acting is hammy and over the top. Watch this only for its quirky amusement value.
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