Slow pace in the most part of the movie.

I don't have all the words right now but this film is a work of art.

Fantastic!

Actress is magnificent and exudes a hypnotic screen presence in this affecting drama.

This short made me uncomfortable, and that's exactly what they were going for with this film. In that sense they have skillfully captured the nightmarish atmosphere they aimed to project. It's a little maze, bringing you from one corner of the box to the next and from one perspective of a character to another, changing what you think about the movie and the plot constantly. The beginning sets you in a mood of defying what you see, what you are made to see, I kept my eyes open to see what aspect they were trying to make me challenge, but it's not an ordinary film, the authorities are not clear figures as I had expected at first, instead it's a box with puppets owning bizarre desires. At first, I thought the puppet with the babyface would be the one to explore and rebel against the system, represented by the puppet in the suit, but then it shifted to the baby-faced and the other similar puppets being "the system", the authorities. They were deconstructing the liberated puppet-man, but I didn't know why; suddenly one of the puppets makes out with him, showing that all along there was sexual tension, supported by the scenes with unsettling sexual innuendos. The ending quote changed my view of the movie again, saying that in such a constructed life one wasn't permitted to develop dark desires, but does that mean that I'm supposed to accept those desires? Should I find it acceptable outside of this film? Gut reactions are there for a reason, they are backed by something, some good reason that isn't clear at first (when they aren't created by exposure to media). So should I update my moral sensor? I'm confused... Growing up is confusing because you're confronted with things like these that just mess you up.

So far, I have visited the demented world of the Brothers Quay's most famous work "The Street of Crocodiles" twice, and I am still not exactly sure what the film is "about" per se, but there is no denying that has had a profound effect upon me. This is a striking and majestic glimpse into the demented corners of the universe crafted inside the genius minds of the Brothers Quay. Deserving, this is their most praised film, a film known for its beauty, magic, horror, and surrealism. This film does not take place on Earth. Of course, such is never explicitly stated and I do not even think that that was the Brothers Quay's intention; however, I shall firmly defend such a theory. NONE of the works of the Brothers Quay ever takes place on Earth, at least not the dimension that is known to us. These films take place...somewhere. In the darkest depths of the creative mind, in outer space, in the same universe that all brilliant and demented stop motion films come from. To watch a Brothers Quay film is to be swept away, brought on to a distant planet, and showcased some of the most dazzling and disturbing material one could ever witness. Several times during this film, I felt an inescapable, sinking feeling creeping up and down upon my body (mostly in the stomach area, to be exact), and this feeling was due entirely to the masterful, brooding, and angelic imagery before me (or perhaps I just ate too much for dinner today, one of those two).All of those who enjoy being cast away into fantastic lands, whether they be of brightness or darkness, must enter the enchanted, but pitiful and grim, territory of the Brotehrs Quay and, more specifically, that of the film which may be their absolute masterpiece, "Street of Crocodiles".

Not an imitation, rather an homage to Jan Svankmajer, the Borther's Quay can be a little unsettling to the uninitiated. They are well worth the price of admission and then some. Always a rich tapestry of the imagination gone wild, this collection of short films is effective both for the heart and the head. That these brothers have not gone on to blockbuster status is either a testiment to their great artistry or a testiment to La La land's great stupidity in not scooping up the brightest minds in the business. Here is somthing new.

This is an incredibly powerful work. Using stop-motion animation, the brothers Quay produce a dark, claustrophobic universe of animated detritus. The events of this universe seem to have meaning, but that meaning is altogether withheld from the viewer.