Hey Netflix – we need to talk about these movie titles. I mean, Eat Pray Bark? Really? Maybe that’s better than the direct German translation, Therapy on Four Paws, although that’s marginal, and arguable. I guess it effectively communicates that this is nothing to take too seriously, a featherweight dog-centric comedy that makes you wonder if Julia Roberts’ emotional turmoil and surely rather expensive privileged-lady find-yourself trip to India might’ve been avoided if she had a cute pooch to dote on. You know, the old animals-as-therapeutic-companions thing. Or, the title might just reflect a general laziness in concept, writing and execution that’s all too prevalent in this forgettable bit of comedy fluff.
The Gist: These dang dogs – they steal your underwear, nip your partner, scare the Uber driver. Agents of chaos, they are. And you know what you call pups that bark all the time and chew on the
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