1st reviews: "You don't watch Cats..you survive it"

This movie is Rise of Skywalker's best friend.

https://variety.com/2019/film/news/cats-review-critics-tom-hopper-taylor-swift-1203448208/

Unfortunately for director Tom Hopper and team, the rage has extended into the film’s debut, with critics effortlessly tearing the film to shreds.

Entertainment Weekly’s Leah Greenblatt:

“The plot, essentially, could be written on a slip of blotter acid: A scampering throng of spandex-y, alley-stalking strays assemble in the late-night streets of London for a sort of tomcat talent show, deciding which among them they will ritually murder — sorry, “send to the Heaviside layer” — by dawn.”

Vox’s Alissa Wilkinson:

“Now I’ve seen it, and my own brain feels turned to glitter, much like the sequined blue cat ears on a headband I was handed at the press screening. It is ludicrous and kind of divine, furry and flabbergasting, absurd and, in some moments, weirdly touching. It is a film that resists ordinary treatment and, especially, ordinary reviews.

"...cats singing about what kind of cat they are and this repeats until you pray for the sweet release of death."

That quote should go on the lobby posters.