I must confess that if I had been Peter Lord's ''Adam'', I think I would also be a bit narked that he had plonked me, stark naked, on a celestial ball of mud with only his hand appearing now and again to try to ensure I performed like a trained monkey (even if they hadn't been invented by this point in the evolution of the planet). To liven things up he is given a napsack and sent on a trek around his world, but given this entire film lasts but six minutes that isn't likely to satisfy his curiosity. I know, thinks his creator, let's give ''Adam'' some company. He gets all excited. Puts on…