Cats

The film is flat, without any of the camp, kitsch high energy that characterised the stage show, but its wrongness is never less than mesmerising.

You can't believe what you're looking at because it's so hideous to behold.

There's a digital veneer of horror and farce and glazed looks, and it just doesn't work, it's not sensibly thought about.

While the performances are brilliant and the songs are great, the story isn't as strong as it could be.

The movie "Cats" is-forgive the critical jargon-pretty good.

However amazing the trickery may be... the characters fall awkwardly into the crack between animal and human, and the plot, which requires them to sing and dance in competition with one another, is scarcely more convincing.

...Cats is a twee slice of 1970’s musical theatre...a straight, reverential adaptation of a well-loved property that will appeal to and satisfy fans of the music...a random collection of stars performing a random collection of songs in weird make-up...

Cats may not leave its audience in awe the way Les Miserables did but it does have its own charm. The best way to approach the movie is to go into the cinema knowing you will be about to watch a theatre production rather than a big blockbuster film.

If the cast and crew wanted audiences to feel like cats– easily distracted and bothered by almost everything– they’ve succeeded.

It is unlikely anyone will be feline good after witnessing this cat-astrophe because ultimately it was the morbid curiosity that killed the Cats…