So Dorothy wanted to watch Puss In Boots the other day on DVD. She had
missed it when it came to the theaters, but really, it was my super power mind
control, causing her to forget it was IN theaters. I'm pretty sneaky like
that.
But when Dorothy gets an idea, it's kinda hard to stop her. Plus
she said if I was extra good during the movie, that she'd sneak me extra bacon
for breakfast, and you guys KNOW I'm a sucker for bacon.
So we watched the movie, and Dorothy suggested if I wrote a review,
there might be peanut butter and bacon in my future. Well, you don't have
to tell ME twice.
So here we go!
Puss in Boots is a swashbuckling cat who’s tracking down Jack in
The Beanstalk’s Magic Beans. Kitty
Softpaws and Humpty Dumpty are looking for the same thing, and they all decide
to team up and get the beans together.
Then there’s a lot of stuff about personal honor and revenge and how
some eggs just can’t let things GO.
And a bunch of action sequences, villains in the form of Jack and Jill
and one GIANT golden goose. But in
the end, Puss saves his hometown, restores his honor, Humpty Dumpty turns into
good golden egg, and there’s a celebration dance done to Lady Gaga’s “Americano.”
So what are my thoughts? Could I like Puss In Boots, when I
generally don’t like cats?
Well, I can certainly identify with people not taking Puss
seriously in the beginning scenes of the movie. No one takes ME
seriously, all because I can’t talk.
But I can TYPE. Doesn’t
that make me pretty awesome?
No telling if Puss can type, but I also totally identify with
his suave and smooth ways, though I carry all mine on the inside. Puss In Boots is pretty much an
extrovert in that way, whereas I like to be more guarded, more subtle, keep
your opponent guessing, that kind of thing. Puss is all about exterior bravado. I’m all about interior confidence. Totally in keeping with most cats that
I run over. I MEAN ACROSS! (that was totally a joke, you know
that, right?)
BUT!
I cannot condone his promiscuous ways! Though Puss does indeed end up with the lovely Kitty
Softpaws, there are plenty of hints in the beginning of the movie that Puss is
a love ‘em and leave ‘em kind of cat.
THAT’S SO NOT COOL! I am a
One Woman kind of dog, and I can’t help but think that Puss could have saved
himself a lot of trouble had he just adopted the same kind of mantra as me.
As
for the movie itself, it’s certainly a fun enough ride, with plenty of action
to keep anybody entertained. I do
question whether The Great Terror was truly imaginative enough, but I give the movie
total props for the “You Snap ME!?” sequence. Here:
I’m
gonna have an awesome time terrorizing the cat that keeps slinking around Uncle
Henry’s farm with it. I sure am.
Okay,
Dorothy! Ready for my bacon and
peanut butter bonus now! :)