The Parts of Me that You Love Are Empty Beings (1995)

There's something really quite unnervingly surreal about this drama from Mercedes Gaspar. She has mingled real people with an whole range of stop-motion activities to take us to an intimate dinner where two lovers are trying to show just how much they love the other. Using the implements of the meal and various parts of their own anatomy, they make ever greater sacrifices in the name of their affection. What's gonna be left? It's not without it's humour either (especially his moustache) and the borderline macabre effect of the thing is really quite mischievously entertaining as it marries it's collection of differing storytelling techniques. Just think. There could be quite a bit of fun had if your footsie playing at dinner wasn't actually limited by the length of your leg (though perhaps not so much if your roast came alive again and started crowing!).