I thought this was going to be an idiosyncratic romantic comedy about a lady who loves dogs. Instead it’s a really dark movie about a stereotypical spinster and how her life spirals out of control from a series of bad decisions with good intentions. This film involves a lot of cringing as you wait for the shit to hit the fan again and again, but never really provides the relief of resolution.
Did I mention I also hate movies that portray people who care about their pets as psychos incapable of human interaction? Same goes for movies which perpetuate the vegan militia stereotype.
