Roar

Good lord, look what the filmmaker dragged in.

If you want to see cats chasing people in packs, falling over themselves to descend stairwells, and jump up trees to swipe at disposable human protagonists--you will probably enjoy "Roar."

ROAR is a thrilling bore, an inanity with actual peril in every scene.

The noble intentions of director-writer-producer Noel Marshall and his actress-wife Tippi Hedren shine through the faults and short-comings of Roar.

Forlorn but earnest message film calling for the preservation of wildlife in Africa, that means well but passes for an inane travelogue adventure tale.

It can best be described as a cross between a nature special, a home movie, a snuff film, and a key exhibit at a sanity hearing.

I honestly can't say "Roar" is a good film or even a bad one, because it's both. But I can say there is never a down moment; there is always something to draw you in.

Whether you find that hilarious or just plain sad is up to you, but there almost certainly will never be anything like "Roar" again, and that's reason enough to check it out.

With Roar, filmmaking feels as dangerous and immediate as bomb defusing.

4 WTFs out of 4. Not as unintentionally entertaining as The Room or Birdemic, but see it with an audience if you can.

This has the same charm as Drafthouse's Miami Connection, only with jungle cats instead of drug-dealing ninjas.

Too a singular to forget and definitely but definitely above criticism.