Short Review: Having Mike Myers perform in a kid's movie is like having Charles Manson teach a course on anger management.



This film is an abomination, but we get what we ask for.

Everyone knows film don’t matter right? We go to the theater, or turn on cable and turn our brains off. We all just want to be entertained. It’s just a movie.

This film is the result of attitudes like I mention above. We have spent our lives ambivalent to what the leftists, perverts and turd merchants have been doing to our culture for the sake of agenda and dollars. We have allowed the lowest forms of our society lower our standards down to their level. We have sat idly by while our entertainment has become a bustling carnival of pornographic idiocy.

We’ve made our bed, but I don’t want to sleep in it.

This film, although a few years old, should be a sound alert to those who still care that a time has come to make a change. This film clearly made for the youngest of audiences and uses the allure of a classic of children’s literature to draw audiences in. The production has the banner of Seuss to give it a facade of legitimacy. It is far from legit. This production has a flagrant disregard for the honorable work it is based on and any audience unfortunate to see it. Where this could have been an enchanting ode to the classic, we have cheap butt humor and swearing.

Mike Myers is not a brilliant comedian. He mugs for the camera and offers the lowest of humor. He peddles in groin jokes and is lauded by society as a master of the form. In The Cat In The Hat we are shown his complete lack of self-control or inventiveness. The character is nothing more than a faded copy of Austin Powers with slightly less rutting.

Parents, do not be fooled by the sign out front. This is nothing but poison for your children. This children’s film offers your kids erection jokes, cleavage, swearing (they cut the words off with bleeps or other loud noises) rectal and urination jokes and that’s what I can come up with off the top of my head.


The entertainment you allow your children to consume is a critical choice for all parents. It shapes your child’s thinking and value system. Allow you kid to watch filth such as this and you’re pleading for trouble. Have some respect for your kids. Demand more from those who wish to spend time with them. Do not allow the turd merchants to debase your kids for the sake of a quick buck. Keep them and yourself away from this movie.


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While funny, there is no reason to see this in the theater. Its’ a blown up version of the television show. The translation to the big screen isn’t remarkable enough to spend money at the box office.

Homer Simpson befouls the environment with pig feces. The area becomes so awful the whole town of Springfield is quarantined. Homer and his family escape the town and move to Alaska. Eventually, they return to save their suffering hometown. The story told is passable and holds enough comedic moments to do its job. It isn’t anything special or more interesting than what you will find in reruns on television.

Overall, this is a funny film but it does contain a good deal of low brow humor including a shot of Bart Simpsons’ penis. This is much like the television series – it is often crass and it is not intended for small children.


Worldview: The movie, like the television show, is split on its beliefs. While Homer loathes church, the film shows Grampa Simpson receiving a message from God (or at least a spotlight streaming from the heavens). Moments later, Homer looks at the Bible and explains “This book doesn’t have any answers!” This is a ironic joke, poking fun at Homer’s ignorance.


Later in the film Homer receives enlightenment from a goofy Inuit ritual. He has a vision and the trees provide him wisdom. In other words, the Bible contains no answers for the dimwitted hero but bellowing in a tent is the way to go. It says something that after Homer has his vision quest and returns with his pearl of wisdom he is shown on the floor in a Christ post. The movie is comfortable with mocking Christianity but holds respect for whatever other religious thought it can find. Viewers of the show will not be shocked. This is the show after all that felt it was good to have a Christmas episode which was actually a commercial for Buddhism while dismissing Christian belief at the same time.


Production Notes: The move to the big screen means the filmmakers were free of the television censors and were to do whatever they wanted. Instead of restraining their impulses it seems the filmmakers couldn’t help themselves. This show isn’t exactly Shakespeare but there is something to be said about not delving into filth just because you can. Again, I know this is The Simpsons and they are supposed to be sardonic but do we need to see them doing drugs and listen to them swear? I know we don’t need to see Bart’s naked wiener. This is a little like complaining that Beavis and Butthead tends to be off-color but there is something to be said about having a modicum of self-respect.

Cautions: This is The Simpsons. There is plenty of low brow humor including jokes about homosexuality, drug use, drinking and other morally questionable behaviors. This stated, if you’re able to handle this material, you will find this to be a humorous film. But just because you laugh at something it doesn’t mean its good for you. Like with the show, if you approach it knowing what to expect you’ll be better off.


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Labels: animated, comedy, Dan Castellaneta, film, Hank Azaria, Harry Shearer, Julie Kavner, Matt Groening, movie review, Nancy Cartwright, The Simpsons, Yeardly Smith