By Sebastian Updyke
OMGG.com Film/TV Critic
October 31, 2011
Hey DreamWorks, can you do me a favor? Next time you make a movie about an animated sword-fighting cat, do you mind not giving it the same name as my favorite strip club in Reno?
I couldn’t have been more excited to see Puss in Boots over the weekend. I went in knowing nothing about the film (having just returned from a swingers convention in Haiti) but I was eager to catch a glimpse of some ‘top-notch Hollywood crotch’. I entered what I believed to be an adult cinema à la Pee Wee Herman, sporting sunglasses and a trenchcoat full of cucumber-scented lotion.
Not one to get rattled, I admit feeling uncomfortable after small children began packing the auditorium-style seats. Unfortunately I couldn’t leave, as the theater was too dark to locate the pants I’d removed and placed on the seat in front of me.
At that point, the best course of action was to just sit back and try to enjoy the film…which I did. What the movie lacked in sex, it more than made up for in gratuitous violence. It centers around a homicidal cat named Puss, who goes on a killing spree after learning of his wife’s infidelities. He eventually dies a gruesome death, but *SPOILER ALERT* not before getting his revenge, brutally murdering the entire family of the woman who betrayed him.
The Bottom Line: Quentin Tarantino’s foray into the world of animation is a bloody masterpiece!
Rating: 5 out of 5 Stars
October 31, 2011
ENTERTAINMENT, Film Review