Film, just like paintings, theatre, photography, and literature, are works of art to be celebrated and discussed.
Who would've thought that a movie with secret agent penguins, a million Chris Rocks, and a drunk Sacha Baron Cohen (or maybe just Sacha Baron Cohen period) would also have a lowkey profound commentary on masculinity.
Replace the word “Lion” with “Man” or “Male” and you’ll understand what I’m saying.
A complete disgrace to the Scooby-Doo brand.
Voice acting is fine, animation is nice (but it also puts the movie at a huge disadvantage), a couple of the jokes made me laugh. However...
This is the third time Scooby-Doo has had a theatrical release (technically) and the third time it doesn’t succeed. I never thought a movie could be boring and completely insane at the same time. The movie tries to recreate the way the characters move and act from…