Furry Vengeance: Critic Reviews

I'm not convinced that repeated assaults to the groin, bee stings to the eyes, raccoon pee in the mouth, or skunk stink sprayed head to toe is the way to teach ecological balance.

Furry Vengeance is unbearable. (Actually, the bear's performance is pretty good.)

Shields is not a natural comic performer, to say the least. Her face has the comic mobility and expressiveness of an Easter Island statue.

This coarse family film is an insult to sentient families. Purporting to encourage conservation and the love of animals, it's a slight to true environmentalists and, heck, even an affront to animals.

Even the obligatory blooper reel that runs during the closing credits is painful in its desperation to generate laughs.

In its cretinous fashion, Furry Vengeance is almost impressive. Here's a pro-nature, anti-development family comedy that appears to be made by and for people who never leave the mall.

The animals here don't talk; that's the movie's one saving grace.

Even calling it a family flick is to run the risk of guiding families toward it by mistake.

A stupid, mean-spirited little movie that ranks down there with the worst in recent memory. Distant memory, too.

Imagine Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds as a children's comedy, and you have a rough idea of the excruciatingly unfunny Furry Vengeance, which keeps slamming the audience over the head with a single joke.

Director Roger Kumble began his big-screen career with a clever Dangerous Liaisons set in high school, Cruel Intentions, and worked his way down to College Road Trip and now this.

Kids will lose their minds at the sight of Fraser in a skin-tight pink tracksuit with the words "Yum Yum" on his sizeable backside. Parents will sigh and eat popcorn.

The paradox here is that the message of respect for animal life is outweighed by the lack of respect for human beings.

Furry Vengeance is a collection of feeble jokes in the service of green themes. Sustainability never looked so stupid.

No animals may have been hurt in this production, but Brendan Fraser was.

Here is a film that doesn't just scrape the bottom of the barrel, it demands that you lick it.

Almost as much of a relief as making it through to the end is realising earlier on that none of the creatures will be talking for the duration of the picture. This reduces the annoyance factor considerably for anyone over the age of nine.

Filled with pratfalls, slapstick and toilet humour, this furry nonsense with an eco-friendly message is harmless family fun.

If there's an award for taking a great idea and strangling it to death with mediocre execution, this should get it.

Is there really such a paucity of live-action family films on offer that Furry Vengeance needs a release at all?

Oh, the horror! It's the writers who deserve to be sprayed by skunks for giving us this stinker.

Oh, the horror! It's the writers who deserve to be sprayed by skunks for giving us this stinker.

Fraser's career may be dying hard with this vengeance...

Fraser merece creditos pelo esforco e por nao temer o ridiculo. Por outro lado, isto nao e desculpa para a atrocidade representada por este filme racista, mal dirigido e sem a menor graca.