The Chronicles of Feline Abutment

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This past Sunday, I watched a movie called, “A Street Cat named Bob.” Based on a novel by the same name, crafted equivocally by James Bowen, you cannot not root for the struggling drug addict James. Yes! James. To an unacquainted viewer this indulgence appears to be mere fiction. But think not for one second that it is.

A street busker, an estranged child, and a morphine zealot, is what James is before a ginger cat, named Bob comes along! The motion picture takes you through, first the baby steps and then the giant strides forward in the journey James plunges into to come off clean. In all ways. You cannot help it when you espy yourself silently cheer for the two guardians standing tall for each other.

James and Bob in December 2013!

As this animal-human relationship takes its course, a diligent James treads his path forward into a new world, but not without human help. With his beau named Betty and a British support counselor, the feline factor keeps him going. The motion picture account of this survivor has all the innards in the right amount. The rebound sees no slowing up in cinematographic aspects and makes for a compelling watch without making this gripping story too filthy.

This entwined struggle sets room for light even in the darkest hour, keeping the audience on the edge at all moments. The run-down eventually sets up an aura of triumph.

God bless and good-bye.