My conception of punk must differ from the creators of Tamala 2010. The lead character is feisty enough (she says f--- a lot), and even skateboards, but shes owned lock, stock, and oversized eyeballs by the Big Evil Corporation.
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The images -- including a giant robotic Colonel Sanders with an ax in its head that walks the streets of Tokyo -- reinforce every paranoid fantasy of a controlled future ever concocted.
Los Angeles Times by Kevin Thomas
A dark allegory and a dazzling example of Japanese anime.
The kind of tale where even viewers who didn't miss a frame will feel as if they entered in the middle, muddled but amusing account of an adorable yet profanity-prone feline who travels through time and space is fueled by irony and incongruity.
Austin Chronicle by Marc Savlov
As we are informed in the films prologue, "Cats live in loneliness, then die like falling rain." Sh--, man, whatever. This is so stupid its positively genius.
Chicago Reader by Reece Pendleton
If you can make any sense of this you've probably been smoking whatever the animators were when they concocted it.
The A.V. Club by Tasha Robinson
Tamala 2010 feels like either a singularly detail-organized dream, or an exceptionally formal drug trip.
So spectacularly bent that it exudes a contact cough-syrup high all its own.