By now everybody knows what a gruesome flop Cats is. The disastrous hundred-million-dollar adaptation of Andrew Lloyd Webber’s stage musical has already been shoved into the last, most obscure theater in the cineplex, the one so far down the long hallway from the lobby it’s practically in the parking lot. The film’s failure is no surprise — months ago, people watching the trailer were already reeling back in horror, screaming, “My eyes, my eyes!”

Critics have outdone themselves coming up with colorfully insulting ways to convey the sickening effects of seeing actors arching and flexing and nuzzling in bizarre feline-human bodies, with some famous faces belonging to Idris Elba, Judi Dench, Rebel Wilson, Ian McKellen, Jennifer Hudson, and Taylor Swift badly CGI’d onto them. Matt Goldberg may have come up with the most quotable line panning the film: “Cats always seems like it’s two seconds away from turning into a furry orgy in a dumpster.”

Online abuse of the film is rife. I particularly enjoyed the post comparing Cats’ terrible CGI to those hilarious Medieval paintings of cats, especially that one with the woebegone, too-human face floating awkwardly in the center of the crudely rendered cat head.