Today, I decided to take along my hearing dog, Pluto, to the theatre so we can see "Cats & Dogs: The Revenge of Kitty Galore," the box office mistook me as being blind, handing me a descriptive video headset, I told them I that this is a hearing dog, not a seeing eye dog, and besides I don't have a white cane either. Hearing dog are the ones with the orange collar, actually anyone can buy an orange collar at the local Pet shop, they never check to see if I have a certificate to prove otherwise. I am taking a day off as a Deaf film critic, so I will let Pluto make a comment: "...woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, and woof (barking)". OK, let me translate for you, "... can't stand that despicable cat, felt she was miscast, and that Blacklist would be a better villain." Another thing, there is lack of quality control at the studio, editing is fine, but they don't bother to check the captioning which disappeared halfway through the film. Once again management apologized and given me a free ticket to come back, and also thanked me for letting my hearing dog clean up the theatre as he love those spilled popcorn. I give it a thumb down, but Pluto give it a paw up. I will suggest you to leave your hearing dog behind and sneak out after the a Road Runner short so you can sneaked into another theatre to watch "Saw," also being shown in an open-captioned format.
This is Smokey and Pluto, stay tuned for the next epsisode of Deaf Anthology. Good night, Deaf America (Woof)!
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