Let’s be honest. Andrew Lloyd Webber’s musical, Cats, is the worst “entertainment” spectacle in the history of the universe. The absolute worst. My eight year old cousin recently played a minor part in his elementary school’s rendition of “Big Mama’s House 3”, and it was significantly better than Cats. For starters, Cats was written by this guy:
I could have stopped there and you would get the point. But there’s more. It really boils down to a simple a question: Why do cats, earth’s most despicable species, have their own musical? The answer: I have no idea.
Warning: the following video may ruin your day. Proceed at your own risk:
And now to un-ruin your day, Bentley the Bulldog (shout out to Ryan “Big Country” Lee):