I dated one of the producers years ago and was aware of the title, but had never actually bothered to rent it. It was on as the Sunday late movie recently so I taped it to finally satisfy my curiosity.I had forgotten that so many recognizable actors had signed on for the film and I think the cast acquitted themselves well with what they were given.I think the biggest problem was that it wasn't so much a dark comedy as it was a dark farce. I'm not sure you can do farce with much of an edge, but I'm sure there are other films out there that have successfully done so. On the other hand, without the light touch it would have been a very different, dark and heavy film and most likely would have been suffered for it. I suppose the writer could have attempted a more staged and wordy, less 'madcap' version, but maybe then the ending wouldn't have been as interesting as it was here.Maybe it sounds like I didn't enjoy it, but I did. I just enjoyed it for what it is, a late night popcorn movie. Good job ML, I'm proud of you.

I loved this film. The dog got to control the action and made sure every other character got what he or she deserved. He got to play the role of God, the wise and fair judge. I saw the whole thing as one great spoof on every imaginable cultural and plot stereotype. I found myself suspending disbelief, hardly able to wait to discover how the author would resolve the conflict without anyone telling the police, yet never took any of it seriously. It even poked fun at the typical happy ending and the Motion Picture Code rules. That's the way it struck me. I have to confess that I was watching at midnight, ready for anything light, and that I like dogs.

It had such promise. Don't know what I was expecting, but this wasn't it. Would like to say it was clever, fun and original. And for a while--just a little while--it was fun. I laughed at some of the lines. No, really, I did. There were some great takes on myths about America and Americans. And then...it all went to hell in the biggest handbasket I've ever seen. For three quarters of the movie everything is warm and fuzzy. And then, I guess they lost the last part of the script and said "Oh, well. Let's just kill everyone."Wouldn't you have liked to see Peter Coyote get his job back? Or better yet, frame one of his superiors, make it up with Mercedes Ruehl, maybe off the Louise Fletcher character (what a waste of a great actress) and go off to Barbados? Or what if each person had somehow each gotten their own dream? Or if Uncle Raj had gotten the cash to return to his home in India? I was even expecting to see Uncle Raj become involved with Victoria for a bit. Wouldn't that have been a cool pairing? Wouldn't it have been funny to either a) see her mellow out or b) him become avaricious and street smart? Wouldn't it have been a riot if they had stretched each new obstacle out a bit more? It could have been so funny....But Nooooooooooooooooo! They turned it into a stereotypes on parade with Whoopi doing her cool earth mother routine yet AGAIN (since Celie, has she actually played any other character besides herself?) becoming the hero because she's a cool earth mother. Boring!

This movie will hurt your soul. The writer of this movie should be charged with obscene crimes against humanity. The star of this movie, the dog, presumably committed doggie suicide after being involved in such a sad and depressing project.What is with Hollywood? In their world you can only succeed if you love animals while hating humans. Or if you're an exceptionally unattractive and unfunny minority comedienne. If you're not Whoopie-fied, you will always betray your friends and relatives, while offing other people like so many gnats.I would venture that producers/writers/director/actors probably don't own mutts.I hate movies like this. Was it written by a rabid pro-death college student? Who has such a pessimistic view of life? Who financed this madness? I don't care who was in this evacuated bowel of a movie, it stank like 3 day old shrimp peels in a half full Alpo can in the sun out on the deck.Pure pain. Pure soul destroying Hollywood pain.