I wish I could remember the name of the film – it was a rubbish little z-feature about a lad who moved into an apartment swarming with cockroaches, who became his best mates. Offered loads of good advice, did a very nice song and dance routine, and helped him get the girl of the dreams in the end – aw, bless! I HATED cockroaches before that film, and am still amazed I managed to watch it.