A bizarre and deeply millennial TV endeavour from the legendary Raymond Briggs. Here, he's solely creating for television, and I dare say something of his storytelling subtlety got lost in a desire to create visually interesting set piece after set piece. It's quite a strange sort of a thing, and the final twist is both awkward and abrupt. I have a very vague memory of it coming out, being trumpeted as a Christmas treat akin to the evergreen melancholic Snowman classic (although I'd have settled for the bawdy glory of Father Christmas) however, of course, it is neither. Nor is it at all festive so it's a bold bit of marketing really.
