Growing up in Brooklyn, New York, young Tommy Popper
looks forward to the moments when, on his tiptoes to reach a ham radio in his
bedroom, he can talk to his world-traveling father. Years later, Tommy is now
Mr. Popper, a highly successful real estate developer in Manhattan. Amicably
divorced from Amanda, with two children he sees on alternate weekends, Mr.
Popper lives the life of luxury in his ultra-modern Park Avenue apartment and
is well on his way to becoming partner at his prestigious firm. That is, until
the morning a final gift from Popper's late father, a souvenir from Antarctica,
arrives in a crate at Popper's front door
Inside the wooden box, nestled amongst ice
packs, is a two-foot tall penguin with bright orange feet. Not a toy penguin,
or a stuffed bird from the taxidermist, as Popper at first assumes, but a real,
live penguin, who scampers across Popper's floor and emits loud honks. Eager to
be rid of this wild creature, Popper contacts every city and state agency
imaginable, but no one is willing to take a pet penguin. His call to Antarctica
to try to ship the bird back instead results in the arrival of another five
penguins at Popper's door
As he gets acquainted with - and
increasingly attached to - his winged roommates, Popper's life quickly
unravels: his swanky New York apartment is turned into a snowy winter
wonderland, the deal he's long been working on is derailed, and he almost lands
in jail. But thanks to his new charges, Popper comes to understand the
importance of family - human and otherwise
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