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Cats (2019) - Review

Watching Cats in the midst of the COVID-19 quarantine was a surreal experience. I guess this movie should have been one of the first hints of the rollercoaster year that 2020 is currently shaping up to be. 

Most of the movie made me narrow my eyes in search of the mission of this film. For one it's really funny that the ‘cats’ in this movie look a lot like humans dressed in cat suits who are really drunk and so want to put in a little more pizzaz into showing off their cat skills. Also ‘Jellicle’ sounds a lot like genitals at times which is highlights the fact that none of the male ‘cats’ have any visible genitals but all the female cats do have visible breasts (real cats were apparently never consulted during costume design). Also for a movie where the characters are visibly trying to come across as cats and they them selves identify as cats there are a surprising number of Cat puns that try to lighten the mood but just make it more cringe worthy.

Watching this film made me understand the need to be more self-compasionate. We all make mistakes and questionable choices. If Dame Judi Dench who has Macular degeneration and Sir Ian McKellen who suffers from memory loss chose to be part of this movie I guess I could live with my poor life choices as well (if only my life choices could pay me as well).

All in all, this movie gives Cats bad PR, really bad PR. It reduces these complex, majestic little furry beasts into laughing stocks and cats world over should consider suing.

Notable mentions: Why are  cockroaches the same size as rats? That just shows that either they have teeny tiny rats or super massive cockroaches in their made-up universe.

Add on: The performances of the all the humans who are masquerading as cats are really really good individually but sewn together just cannot make you distracted from the fact that they are humans in digitally enhanced cat suits.

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God, I can’t tell you how much the “there’s not enough enrichment in my enclosure” joke has helped my mental health. Because, for some reason I can’t comprehend, pretending that I’m a zoo keeper caring for an animal (which is also me) just makes everything easier to comprehend. Like “Your head gets screwey when you’re apartment is messy” just doesn’t carry as much resonance as “The tiger becomes agitated when its enclosure is cluttered” because then I’ll be like, no shit? The tiger? I’ve gotta keep things nice and clean for the tiger.

Oh no, my wonder is not "childlike." My whimsy is old. My frivolity is steeped in ancient wisdom.

My silliness is battle worn. My awe at the world has been long forged through trial & tribulation.

I have earned this wonderment. I have protected it for decades against a society that tells me constantly that it should not belong to me.

I was born with wonder, and I have carried it, against all odds, with me through adulthood.

It is not "childlike" by now it is Older than me.

Me: I don't get it. I thought I was doing a lot better than I was a few years ago. I'm like 10 times more on top of things than I used to be. How does everything feel terrible now?

The Tiny Me in OSHA-approved Hi-Vis Gear Who lives in my brain and pulls all the levers: Boss, it's the fascism. You're completely gunked up with cortisol due to the fact that your entire daily life is now underscored with a haunting awareness of the rapid erosion of your rights, dignity, and any and all social safety nets, and you're also bearing witness to the most vulnerable people immediately being persecuted. This creates a natural stress response that basically means you're going to continue having memory and organizational problems, as well as emotional imbalances.

Me: BUT I HAVE A BULLET JOURNAL AND I MEDITATE NOW.

Tiny OSHA Me: BOSS, THE FASCISM.

The brain is just 8 lbs of meat that sits in complete darkness and plays a video game of what it thinks is the most realistic thing ever.

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To everyone who's not mortally offended by subtitles, I highly recommend watching

THE SILENT SEA

It's 8 episodes, each one is just 50-ish minutes; and it really shines a light on where we as a race, and as a planet, are eventually headed.

Would definitely put it right up there with Squid Games. I seriously don't know why more people aren't talking about this.