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This movie was, bar none, the single wierdest, stupidest, most pathetic flaming piece of garbage I have ever seen. First of all, this is a group of singing bears, they walk, talk, sing and dance. They dress in regular clothes, walk on two legs, and play insturments. Yet, somehow, NOBODY SEEMS TO CARE! No one is bothered by the fact that a bunch of wild animals are displaying more intelligence than the screenplay writer who conjoured up this garbage. I mean, you don't see any talking bears in the audience of the concerts, so not all bears could be like this. But, everyone just sits there, watching a bunch of animals play country music. (Although I must say, even if the don't have thumbs, they're much better than a lot of real country stars.) Plus, the bears are just plain creepy. I mean, the little bear is dressed up in the clothes of some young person, he's laughing and giggling, and I wondered, "Is this really supposed to be some sick midget who kills animals and wears they're skins along with the clothes of his human victims?" Plus, the bears eyes seem incapable of focusing on anything. So even when they're looking at someone right in front of them, they still stare past them, almost through them in a manner that is nothing short of disturbing. I half expected to see M Night Shyamalan's name in the credits. And the thing that really chaps my butt about this movie is that the guy who wrote it, the guy who directed it, and worst of all the guy who designed the bears, ALL GOT PAYED FOR THIS! I mean good lord! What is this world coming to?!?!? If a movie like this came out in the 50's, everyone involved would have been blacklisted. Quality and abillity have taken a back seat to style and marketabillity. (Hence the sudden popularity of, and demand for, Vin Diesel.) May God have mercy on the souls of all those involved. And so help me, if i ever meet the writer or director of this piece of crap, I'll mug him for the $5.75 he owes me for admission.
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