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Bruselas, Bélgica, 1959. Michel y Charly Kichka, dos hermanos judíos, disfrutan de una infancia feliz con sus padres y sus dos hermanas. Henri, su discreto y habitualmente silencioso padre, no habla en absoluto de su pasado, así que ellos imaginan que de joven fue un aventurero, un pirata o un cazador de tesoros.
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Bruselas, Bélgica, 1959. Michel y Charly Kichka, dos hermanos judíos, disfrutan de una infancia feliz con sus padres y sus dos hermanas. Henri, su discreto y habitualmente silencioso padre, no habla en absoluto de su pasado, así que ellos imaginan que de joven fue un aventurero, un pirata o un cazador de tesoros.
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La Tierra ha sido asolada por una epidemia y, en ella, solo quedan unos pocos miles de personas luchando por la supervivencia. Julie es una de ellas. A pesar de haberse curtido en esta situación, nada la había preparado para el encuentro con unas letales bestias noctámbulas.
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Judith and Robert wonder about the apartment which separates them. It was Vino's, who died last year, the simpleton of the district. Without knowing it, they are going to dive into the intimacy of their former neighbour, without imagining what waits for them.
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A snowy fairy-tale setting. A full moon. The house and garden are overflowing with glowing, twinkling Christmas decorations. LOOPDIDOO is busily flattening a long stretch of snow: his landing strip is ready! Now all he has to do is wait… But for whom? Santa, of course! PETUNIA, doubled up with laughter, gently teases him: it’ll never work! But would you know it, PETUNIA’s wrong! All of a sudden, SANTA crosses the moonlit sky in a superb, art-deco-pimped chopper-sleigh. LOOPDIDOO starts dancing around like crazy, waving his fluorescent sticks in the air to grab his attention. But then, distracted by our loopy dog, SANTA loses control of his sleigh… and crashes into the moon! Explosion! In a shower of sparks, the sleigh falls earthbound… and more precisely right into PETUNIA’s garden! As for SANTA, he’s marooned on the moon, with his sack of Christmas gifts! PETUNIA can’t believe her binoculars… Nice one, LOOPDIDOO, now that is a blunder… The blunder of the century!
