Cockney twat must be a boadroom away from telling sugar he made his money selling shit like amstrad computers on a market stall, just like him. Then he gets a second chance, but fucks up, and with massive regrets must be fired.
Think the animal theme could have worked if they basically made an up to date version of street sharks.
The videos were predictably awful, but when you have no product, some childrens dressup and a green screen you're not getting a masterpiece.