Not kidding.

Imagine this inner monologue from the parent phobic protagonist of BABY DONE.

Zoe to spermatozoa. Zoe to spermatozoa. There’s no in at the womb. Too busy climbing branches to start my own family tree.

Zoe is a professional arborist. She is drunk on the trunk and feels most alive when out on a limb, especially with her boyfriend, Tim, her fellow tree surgeon.

Most of their mates are procreating, bedding down to parenthood. Zoe is deaf to any ticking biological clock and is set on turning her career into a sport and challenging for world championship status.

Her ambition is in the branches, but her destiny is in the roots, because the adorable arborists Zoe and Tim find out they are having a baby.

Quick sticks, they resolve to not let unplanned parenthood change them, but just as babies nappies demand changing, the pregnancy forces change, nonetheless.

Tim runs towards being a dad, while Zoe runs away from being a mum. Terrified that her life won’t be her own anymore, Zoe is still determined to tick off a list of their wildest dreams before the baby arrives and her increasing denial about their impending parenthood pushes her, and her relationship, to the perimeter of peril.

The need to breed has never sat comfortably with her and she considers the pregnancy to be an impediment. She does not view it as completing her relationship with Tim, but rather as competing.

BABY DONE hinges on the performances and chemistry of the two leads Rose Matafeo and Matthew Lewis and the hinge is well oiled. There’s a joi de vie up a tree and on the ground between these two that makes you hope that the relationship doesn’t fall off the twig.

Director Curtis Vowell and writer Sophie Henderson till fertile comedy ground where expecting becomes the unexpected.

BABY DONE is a quirky Kiwi comedy that is so full of kidding, it is, conceivably, the funniest picture delivered this month.