Whatsit

Claymation body parts try desperately to fit together, accompanied by music from a gentle guitar. Within the blink of an eye, at that precise moment when the lids close and time stands still, the film ends. Body parts remain in a state of disarray, floating in air. There is no happy ending. In fact, nothing changes.

The question from a lipless potato head is, "Does it get any better?"

Sorry, mate.