 (The 7th Level) | Oliver
(1988)
Animal
Outfit: O'Malley's fur / Simba's cuteness / Don Bluth's Influence Tagline: "I'm just lookin' for an uptown girl!" Plot summary: Take the classic tale of Oliver. Now make the orphan a cat, and all the characters cats and dogs. Now let a douche like Billy Joel do the entire soundtrack and let Cheech Marin play a chihuahua to ensure the film is a raging piece of infected ass. Simmer and stir. Oliver stumbles his way through New York like a cartoon Kevin from Home Alone 2, making friends and having (short of running afoul of your typical George C. Scott style mobster) a wacky happy-go-lucky time when in real life he'd be lying naked in a dumpster with his legs tied in a pretzel and the sign of the Church of the Sub-Genius burned onto his chest with cigarettes, while Gary Sinise sticks a Q-Tip in his rectum and says things like "Now we're getting to the BOTTOM of things!" while The Who blasts away into the night. Also, Billy Joel sucks. (more) User Comments: I'm sorry, but I hate this movie. I can't sit through it. I just can't. I know I'm a Disney fanatic, but this film just doesn't feel like a Disney movie. It has Don Bluth written all over it, especially considering they have Dom Deluise playing the bum. Dom Deluise has been in every Don Bluth film short of Titan AE, and that's only because his ever-expanding cheek fat finally blocked off his mouth. Sure, Oliver's a cutey. He looks like the son of O'Malley from the Aristocats. Well you know what? Jar Jar was kinda cute too. Did that make up for him? This film is more about the music and and animation effects than it is about the plot. Ooh! a car chase across a cgi-bridge! I guess that makes it all worth... no, it still blows. This is the kind of movie that makes me not feel so bad about the fact that "Yes sir, may I have another?" has now become a catchphrase for bondage/s&m freaks. User Rating:
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