Marsha Maung:: Freelance graphic designer and writer

Go in with no hope and you’ll come out happy. That’s how I would review Chicken Little. From the first acorn on, you know it’s going to be acorn after acorn of dumb excuses. Oh sure, this is Disney’s first (and hopefully last) fully computer-animated full feature film…but frankly, who gives a CLUCK?


Viewers, first, buy movie tickets to watch the movie and second, to be amazed at how many feathers there are on that little hero-chick. He’s cute, by the way, but his voice ain’t. It’s my personal opinion that his voice does not go with his face…or is it the other way around? Forgive my ignorance. I am still living in the Nemo-and-Dad era…not that it was anything to get all ruffled up about, either. But there was more meat to that bone than Chicken Little.


Chicken Little, from the fall of the first acorn, was mistaken for lying. He thought the sky was falling (which was a half truth, it wasn’t the sky that was falling, it was a piece of the door from an alien space craft). Or did I give too much away? Oh, never mind, you can read this movie, Chicken Little, like an open book with a magnifying glass, anyway. His dad, (come to think of it, I don’t even know Chicken Little’s dad’s name) is a single Chicken after this wifey died and has problems relating to and understanding his son. Sounds familiar? Yeah, it might take a few ‘blurp’ ‘blurp’ to jolt your memory. But yeah, you’ve got it.


Glenn Whipp of Los Angeles Daily News said that while Chicken Little was not PAINFUL to watch, it was totally UNNECESSARY! How true, how true. Couldn’t have said it better myself.


The last I heard, there were a lot of high tech programs and softwares developed and used to emulate muscle movement. And fine, to be fair, the movement was rather flawless…as flawless as chicken movements can be.


If you think adults won’t enjoy the Chicken Little because our minds are tainted with reality, you’re wrong again! I took the whole troop of sons, nephews and nieces along for the show and one of them even yawned at me….”Is it OVER yet?” and my son, Joshua, said halfway through the show…”Mom, I think this is kind of boring!”


And ever since watching the show, unlike after watching Madagascar, there was not a whisper about ‘Chicken Little’ heard in the house. After Nemo and Madagascar, we had to drag our kids away from the vast choices of merchandizes from the movie…from cornflakes to pencils. With Chicken Little, they don’t even remember watching the show.


THAT’s how forgettable the show is.


Recommendation: For people aged between 1 month to 99 years old, DON’T waste your time and money! Watch Madagascar reruns, instead.