In terms of cinematic endeavour and inspiration this film gets a big fat zero thanks to the fact that the camera is simply plonked down on the side of the road and films whatever happens to walk past. The subject matter is fairly interesting - or, at least it's varied. We see lots of kids, some dressed as soldiers other in Oriental costume, most of them accompanied by their mothers or the family nanny. There's also a parade of babies, as the title suggests or, more accurately, babies prams. If the film teaches us nothing else it proves that excessive zeal and bad taste are not an invention of the modern age: I swear that one of the prams is decked out as a five-foot tree. God only knows how traumatised the poor little mite in that one must have been...