48 Hours - `The Perfect Disorder' by Team `The Bohemian Revolution'

Genre – Comedy
Laugh Quotient – The obsessive-compulsive nerd is the funniest thing in the film. Otherwise, the film is really an assault of in-your-face quirky characters, one of whom was like a little `Technicolour-Riding Hood’ but really playing the Big Bad Wolf.
Greatest moment – The expression on the face of Mr Obsessive-compulsive after he tried to arrange the scotch tape in the shop. Classic!
Worst moment - Mobile Salesman’s sales pitch. It was something about his delivery that was rather cross-genre, cross-accented.
Production Value – I would give it two thumbs up for `effort’ value rather than production value. Lots of attention was paid to the wardrobe and props. And the art-director might be working in a kindergarten judging from the choice of colours.

I am really beginning to suspect if `The Perfect Disorder’ is a twist of the little Red Riding Hood. You’ve got a civic-minded nerd who wears a red shirt and a white (nerdy huh!) and will start arranging everything he finds messy on the streets. He even hops a little when he walks and does those ditsy-analyzing tilts of the head when in thought. But the resultant action is always expected – Rearrange! Then along the way, he meets a mobile phone salesperson who seems inconsequential but turns out to be a saviour in the end. Halfway along his dallying along the HDB hub area, he is kidnapped by a mysterious character who just wants to hit on his obsessive-compulsive nerves. She ties him up and starts activating this machine (which we have to suspend our disbelief because it is really a kindergarten toy). Then a pandemonium of screaming and convulsing begins. Until the mobile phone salesman turns up and distracts the villain.

See! Doesn’t it sound a little like that famous tale? Essentially a film of caricatures, it delivers a very kiddish kind of comedy. Think Act 3. At best, it was a very hardworking attempt. The props were abundant, you could tell there was a proper script to follow, the actors gave it all in the final manic scene. It even had nice clever touches like the inventive use of children’s toys as torture machines. At worst, it resembled a circus act, and going by the rainbow-coloured rags she wore, it was not difficult to identify the clown. There was also something a little kiasu in the effort to amuse, like if you had a class drama competition, they would be the team that turns up with the most props.

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