But that would overly simplify why this short is so wonderful. We all know that foreigners are funny and that xenophobia is the greatest thing since velcro. We also know that (mis)communication between the sexes needs all the fun poking it can handle. James Rasmussen is a supremely odd looking individual, and he is used in the way that Jeunet and Caro use Dominique Pinon in Delicatessen and The City of Lost Children, an off-kilter character who charms you with the ability to overly express his lack of expression. Neither actor need say anything to make you understand their plight, and they don't have to resort to obvious sympathetic ploys to gain your empathy.
As a film, Fits and Starts achieves the organized randomness that was previously only perfected by Soderbergh's Schizopolis and Godard's Week End. It would be a monumental waste to deny Mr. Di Meglio and Mr. Rasmussen a long term contract with a studio which would make Michael Bay cower in fear and p***s envy. Not necessarily in that order.