My mom plopped the child in her playpen, a tool of lifelelss babysitting we don't utitlize nearly enough. She seemed to like it, but I do think it's strange that my mothers definition of "freedom" is locking Yuula in a 2x3 caged pen. Pay attention for highlights such as when the dog rubs his snot nose on the screen and then Yuula mashes her face against it, the un-subtitled babytalk for "Let my people go!", a Mission Impossible reference and some NYPD blue style camerawork towards the end.
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