What would YOU do if you saw a Sunday School puppet for sale that had been accidentally manufactured with a facial expression of perpetual anxiety? If you were filmmaker Tristan Newcomb, you would buy it & make it the puppet star of a series of existential, surrealist, death-obsessed dark comedies. Best described as a twisted cinematic lovechild of Jan Svankmajer, Roald Dahl and Spalding Gray, this latest movie finds our young puppet hero Dobo (known as "Nintendobo" in his earlier videos) having to spend an entire videogameless summer with his alcoholic father in a bare San Diego apartment. Can head trauma hallucinations and alcohol-fueled escapism help the unhappy duo find common ground in their growing adoration of suicide's benefits? I think we both know the answer to that question.