A recovering drug addict and a stray cat find they've met to give each other another chance at a better life during a cold British winter.
I initially thought it'd be a sappy TV movie where the said cat runs around creating chaos and hilarity ensues until the friendly feline bites the dust in the end leaving one a blubbering mess. Instead it's a precious little film that never gets too silly or dark for it's own good. Neither lead characters beg for pity and instead earn a spot in your heart with their honesty, earnest strength and restrained performances. It's a tough story that doesn't need to be told in such a manner and lets the actions speak for themselves leading you to the same lessons learned.
3½ high-fives out of 5
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British winters are so cold that even the cats wear scarves.
But in summer the lady cats wear sun hats with coloured bows, rich male cats wear bowler hats, and ruffian toms sport a flat cap.
It's all very fine.
And the Docs wear nothing at all.
Very pip-pip indeed.
It can be a problem when I need both hands and have to put my keys and phone someplace safe, especially if I'm carrying the large back door key that day. :erm:
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