* - I’ve tried very hard to come up with some sort of funny and catchy opening sentence for this review, but I think the movie itself so drained me of life and creativity that I continually am able to only think of one word: abomination. That is what 2010 Brendan Fraser vehicle “Furry Vengeance” is, an abomination to all that is good and decent in this universe. Perhaps, you say, I am being too harsh with this lighthearted film with apparently good intentions? I disagree. It is exactly that sort of thing – the deceptively evil – that worms its way into people’s consciousnesses and decays it from the inside out. This movie, which is ostensibly a comedy, is the broadest, lamest and most bereft of humor that I have seen in a long time. It’s like somebody got stoned, watched that one marginally entertaining scene from the John Candy movie “The Great Outdoors” that has the talking raccoons and decided that a feature length version of that would be hilarious. That person was very wrong. I’ve always felt that there is nothing worse than a bad comedy, as bad drama or action movies at least take on some unintentionally comedic elements. “Furry Vengeance” lends credence to that theory, as it is dangerously close to unwatchable.
