I would just like to say that you know a movie is bad when it makes you try to commit sepukku with your car key. I literally cried at how bad some of the acting was, and by the time the movie was over (which I think took a few years), I suffered from a complete disorientation from which it took the rest of the day to recover. Even the seemingly funny parts immediately were followed by more of the same horrible, vomit-inducing lines, not to mention a plot that NEVER ENDS. Bad Acting + Stereotypical Animal Activism + Cheesy Computer Graphics = Me Crawling Into The Fetal Position And Crying And Mumbling To Myself To Try To Escape The Blinding Pain Of Boredom. My advice if you see this movie: consult a mental health professional, or bring really big knife.
Review of The Shaggy Dog
