Originally published on metropolis.co.jp on May 2009
Yes, it’s every bit as toxic as it sounds. Pampered title pooch is lost in Mexico and has to find its little sequined way back to El Lay, evading dognappers and other poorly animated menaces along the way. Beyond-asinine plot (involving the breed’s Aztec roots!) and lots of anthropomorphized animals talking through unconvincing CG mouths. I know it was made for young pups, but don’t our (OK, your) children deserve better than this preposterous pile of poop? The whole thing comes off as ever so slightly sickening. It’s hard to make a talking-dog movie this stupid. A sequel? No más!