Sarah Douglass

Cats was possibly the best movie my eyes have ever been lucky enough to see. Breath taking, magnificent, seizure inducing, epilepsy warning, spotless, outstanding, truly the best movie ever produced in history. From the truly horrendous CGI to the vomit inducing acting and the stars that were Taylor Swift's hyper realistic hairy hands, this is my favorite Steven king adaptation yet even better than the live action Cinderella movie, yes you heard that correctly. Personally my favorite scene was when Idris Alba, Taylor Swift, and Rebel Wilson sexually scarred that dog who was never given a name similar to Curley's Wife in the masterpiece that was of mice and men to show that he is property and to foreshadow his death in a later shootout with the police. The emotion, the pain in that fat cat's eyes as his wife and children were held hostage by the sexually scarred dog, they weren't even biologically his, earlier in the movie his wife had an affair with, you guessed it, the sexually scarred dog. Tears streamed down my face as Harry Styles the cat, I don't remember the name but it isn't important, reunited with his brothers to create an album with their band. Don't even get me started on the music, I've never seen Cats on Broadway and didn't understand a word that was sung but by the word of god I swear that the background instrumental had me hyperventilating due to the lack of oxygen reaching my brain and lungs with the amount of tears streaming down my face. In the end I took in the experience, absorbed the plot, and it became part of me. I am now a hyper realistic tiny cat.