When I saw the trailer, I was hopeful. Sure, seeing Judi Dench covered in computer-edited fur might have been unnerving, but certainly not enough to make it the worst movie of last year. Curious about the plot line, I was determined to not judge the movie before I saw the full thing.

That is why  I can now say, after watching it, that Cats was the worst (and weirdest)  movie of 2019.

So…. I guess I should start at the beginning. To begin, there was no plot. It was just like, “Oh, the main cat’s here and now she’s there,” followed by, “What the hell am I doing with my life?”. Like the entire movie is just the main cat walking around town and meeting a celeb cat for 5 minutes, and then moving on to the next one. So if you think the movie is going to saved by Rebel Wilson’s and James Corden’s comedic ability and decide to go, make sure to sprinkle some Prozac in your popcorn because they only show up for two songs.