The Croods | Movie review
Caveman and family brave the dangers of the stone age in an unevolved family film.
Paleolithic creatures move with lifelike fluidity, fire glows and dances convincingly, but to what end? The latest advances in computer animation have been applied to a truly primitive comedy—Ice Age recast with a family of nattering Neanderthals. When The Croods isn’t recycling the prehistoric-technology gags of The Flintstones, it’s clubbing us over the head with seize-the-day sermons. (If our real ancestors were as reckless in the name of “really living,” the species probably wouldn’t have survived.) For dutifully enduring parents, there’s pleasure only in recognizing the familiar cadence of Nic Cage, voicing a caveman but sounding more civilized than he has in years.