Here I should say that, while Ms. Bell’s purring vocalizations are beyond reproach, the
film is clearly the work of dog people, and traffics — like nearly every other movie in its genre
— in some tired anti-feline stereotypes. I could go on about this, but I’m not supposed to let
my political opinions affect my reviews. And I’m not biased. Dogs are fine. I have shared my
home and opened my heart to a few of them. But they’re also just too easy, with their wet
noses and broad pink tongues and eagerness to please. Cats are demanding. Complex. A more
daring movie would have ventured beyond fat, pampered house cats and scrawny alley
predators in its depiction of them. Representation matters.