Europudding

Coproduction isn't new. The '80s gave rise to big, unwieldy coproductions that were so bad some critics called them "Europuddings".

I'm annoyed because […] all these executives seem hell-bent on turning this film into some kind of horrible Europudding.

After the Nouvelle Vague, and certainly after Fassbinder, Duras, and perhaps The Godfather, what was there left to respect? The multiplex and the summer locomotive picture; the Europuddings and hyphenate productions that had neither local flavor nor radical ambitions[…]

A classic example of Europudding is described by a German television executive: I saw a German/Italian/French co-production. It involved three hour-long programs. A German girl went to Italy and met a young Italian. They fell in love.