The motley crew from the Moomins Valley are off to an adventure in the big yacht-capital of the world, the French Riviera, where luxury fine dines and hobnobs with the press. Over here, they learn about the shallowness of a glamorous life and how dangerous jealousy can be. This isn’t the first time that the Moomins are appearing on the big screen – the sketches and the illustrations are brilliant when they come to life, as you take a feather of inspiration from the hat of the creator of Moomins, himself, Tove Jansson.
The Moomins get enticed by affluence almost instantly, but then learn some tough lessons in life. The film is witty and clever, peppered with Nordic one-liners that in these shores have served popular since 1945. As a pirate ship sinks, it marks the beginning of a new adventure, spent in the middle of artistocrats and various stars. The group no longer has their united spirit because they have now glanced at money, so they just simply bounce around in simplistic setting, in a childlike manner, weaving a colour-filled odyssey, which leaves you wanting so much more of it.