Martin Rosen’s eloquent, wondrous film offers a deceivingly simple yet powerful view of a war-ridden rabbit society.
Hoene allows the cockney swears to flow as deliriously as the truly convincing blood splatter.
There’s a sense, at the end here, that Owen is all better now, but he’s not.
The misguided far outweighs the wise in P.J. Hogan’s film adaptation of Peter Pan.