A fox gets in trouble when he returns to his life of stealing.
This is a film with serious identity problems, even though it displays artfulness and humor on occasion. Several screenplay elements have a distinctly ad hoc feeling. The writers have used family themes as counterpoint to the action sequences, yet the joining of the two strands seems forced. It's a real mystery to me why someone would be willing to make a comedy with adult situations using anthropomorphic animals. Maybe the filmmaker enjoys creating problems to himself all the time which cannot be satisfactorily solved (such as, what human characteristics should these characters have and what specifically animal ones?). The film had a favorable reception, it seems. It seems that people like what is quirky, even though it's for quirkiness' sake alone. Anyway, in a capitalist environment who can tell a stupid move from a smart one? Mr. Anderson's self-consciousness, conspicuous in the replacement of cursing words by the word 'cussing', exemplifies the above dilemma in a dismal way.
Rating: 44
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