Such toys being rather fragile things, the breakage rate is high. However, the Schlomos, as opposed to tin soldiers or spring-wound mice, are endowed with human feelings of respect and compassion. In a touchingly tender final sequence, they methodically and expertly retrieve the remains of their fallen comrade. With the Schlomos safely back within their repository, the film ends with the blink of the remaining eye of the unfortunate victim, leaving some hope for his eventual resurrection. The animation is superb, showing a complete mastery of the classical techniques of anticipation, follow-through, squash and stretch, but never in exaggeration.
Backgrounds are inexistent, yet the idea of space is perfectly conveyed.
The sound track, in addition to the requisite organ music, contains some delightful effects and a succinct, but completely appropriate narration, restricted to the beginning sequence. Their demolition derby hurlings, collisions and damages are as affectionate as those of Itchy and Scratchy, the heart of darkness within The Simpsons. Using very intense, radiating fine pencil drawings, the pitiful fate of the schlomos forced out to entertain the organ cranker is made all that more surreal. Knowing they are next, the other schlomos retrieve their mate and return his pieces to the organ. Darkness falls, with neither knowing who will be next.