Just as spring always follows winter, of bloody course there’s always at least one bad
talking animal movie out in cinemas. As much as I feel like I’m grinding this
dead horse into a fine powder with how much I talk about it on here, the fact
that this is what audiences have come to expect is precisely why I’m still here railing against it. I
approach family films the same way I approach any other genre, with the same
want for something worthwhile to write about. But alas, not only is this film
beyond worthless, the best thing I can say about it is that it occasionally
reminds me of animated media that isn’t as
bad as this.
