Review – The Cars that Ate Paris

In the last ten minutes or so of this movie, a small Australian town is attacked by vicious art cars led by a spiny VW Beetle. Though the cars were sort of fun, they did little to justify the first 80 minutes of the production. Almost all of the rest of the thing is an excessively boring tale of a guy who suffers from a phobia of cars. He interacts with the locals in many spectacularly dull ways, all involving speech so thickly accented that it’s sometimes hard to understand. So basically if you’re going to watch this at all, go ahead and fast-forward to the end. See if desperate