Cat Dancers Reviews
Rather, watch it to puzzle over the many subtle, unanswered questions about what did (or did not) actually happen.
Ron's quite vague and/or conflicting on what should be straightforward, basic facts. Who first initiated the sexual trifecta, Ron or Joy? Who first wanted it? Who was there, the first time?
Joy was liquored up at twice the legal limit at death; Ron changes up his explanation half-a-dozen times.
What does Ron remember about Joy's attack? Only seeing her fly through the air.
And Ron's plenty of odd duck that adds to the puzzle. He's teaching teenagers to train cats - by rambling on about Oriental tiger-pecker soup and his dead wife's breast implants. Hmmm.
His house is filled with nearly-naked pictures/portraits of he and Joy, but none of Chuck.
After the attack on Chuck, he doesn't want the cat put-down; after the attack on Joy, he demands it on-the-spot. Later, when he can't afford them, he has the rest of the cats put-down, instead of donating them away. These, the cats he loves so very very much.
And just how did Ron feel about Joy when, after Chuck died, she stopped eating, lost 30 pounds and (according to Ron) "prayed to die?" Well, he turned away IVs and hospitalization, instead suggesting a stroll with the cats (in her feeble condition) would do her good.
RECOMMENDATION: For the truly intellectual viewer, there's a boatload of between-the-lines here to ponder over popcorn. And for such, well recommended.
However, I've got to say that the movie just makes me angry; and the pity I feel is for the animals. I don't doubt that Ron thought he loved his cats. But, their ultimate fate shows exactly what's wrong with the hubris that makes people think that they can and should train wild animals to perform for human pleasure. What he should be doing is spending his time telling people NOT to do what he did instead of teaching at a place that encourages more of the same.