"Cats and Dogs: The Revenge of Kitty Galore" Review: The Talking Animal Sequel Nobody Was Hoping For

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• Cats & Dogs: The Revenge of Kitty Galore
• James Marsden
• Brad Peyton
• Arts, Entertainment, and Media
• Service, Rescue and Detection Animals

About as unremarkable as a film about talking animals organized into competing intelligence agencies can be, Cats & Dogs: The Revenge of Kitty Galore overcompensates for its preschool premise (I don't know if you've heard, but these house pets — they don't like each other) with a steroidal story line. Using a combination of live action and CGI that will give some audience members PTSD flashbacks to the recent Marmaduke, director Brad Peyton has been charged with following up the 2001 original with the sequel no one was hoping for — in pointless 3-D. The usual pop-culture allusions are meant to keep moms and dads grimly entertained, but their kids will be a casualty of the overcrowded whiteboard of a plot. A hapless police dog named Diggs (James Marsden) is recruited into a doggy underground to help stop Kitty Galore (Bette Midler), a hairless cat embittered by the industrial accident that uglified her, from taking over the world. Cats and dogs must work together to deliver every pet-related groaner imaginable within 85 minutes.