The first instalment, A Street Cat Named Bob, was a slight but sweet autobiographical piece about former homeless heroin addict James Bowen's journey to salvation through his friendship with a stray cat. Funnily, this is just the same, and packages up the same material while inserting numerous improbabilities willy-nilly, such as the silly notion that animal protection services would not only turn out to be persecuting demons, trying to separate him from his pet, but even that this would make national news in the form of a manhunt after man and feline. Any feeling of realism dissipates very quickly, and you keep on expecting Sacha Baron Cohen to turn up as the antagonist. Optimistically trying to sell it as a Christmas movie is so transparently desperate as to not require any comment.
4/10
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