Let’s start with the faint glimmer of light in this otherwise murky swamp: *Hundreds of Beavers* undoubtedly dives into the deepest pockets of creativity. The sheer audacity of the concept—a silent film about a man battling, well, *hundreds* of beavers—is initially intriguing. And yes, the film manages to shoehorn in nods to every genre imaginable, from slapstick to survival to… something vaguely resembling sci-fi, creating a chaotic mess that is, at the very least, *memorable*. The filmmakers used what they had to build a world and the music is… present.
And, if you squint hard enough, you *might* be able to squint and see it as some allegory for the IMF. I guess a movie of this randomness, you can interpret it as however you feel, but for me, it’s hard to be impressed with what it tried to do.
Alright, let’s get to the real business. Saying *Hundreds of Beavers* is “unnecessary” is an understatement akin to calling the Mariana Trench a “slightly deep puddle.” This film is a testament to the dangers of unchecked creativity, a reminder that just because you *can* do something doesn’t mean you *should*. It’s random to the point of being incoherent and so relentlessly absurd that it becomes actively irritating.
The fact that you’re never emotionally invested in Jean Kayak’s plight is a blessing in disguise because the film becomes unbearable after a time. His struggles are reduced to meaningless slapstick, and you’ll quickly find yourself yearning for the credits to roll.
And oh, the length! Clocking in at 108 minutes feels like an eternity. If they’d cut it down to 69 minutes (nice), it *might* have been a moderately amusing short film. Instead, it devolves into a monotonous slog. The moment Jean traps the beavers in the cave? The film should have ended. Everything that follows is pure, unadulterated filler.
**Final Verdict:**
*Hundreds of Beavers* is a chaotic, exhausting, and ultimately *unwatchable* disaster. While it displays a level of creativity that borders on madness and attempts to clumsily shoehorn in some social commentary about climate resilience financing, the end product is an overlong, incoherent mess that will leave you questioning your sanity. It isn’t just bad; it’s offensively pointless. This is a film you should actively avoid at all costs. The beavers deserve better. You deserve better.
03/10