Calling this film a drug trip wouldn't even be fair because drug trips are fun and this movie isn't. If I showed this movie to my child, he would call Child Protective Services on me and I honestly wouldn't blame him.

I lack the words to accurately describe just how all-encompassingly wretched this movie is. It's the sort of thing that Clive Barker would lock in a trunk and spend the rest of his life trying to forget about. It's the nightmare that student animators fear they will be contracted to make and then be remembered for. It's the result of dozens of minds engaging with source materials and art assets in a brave attempt to not only make something less than the sum of its parts, but somehow it amounts to even less than the value of any individual part.

I don't like this movie very much.

They don't find Jesus at all in this. I was very disappointed in that regard. This is some sort of super religious Finding Nemo Rip-off film that looks and sounds dreadful. Not even the kids will enjoy this fish poop. Leave the cringe at the bottom of the ocean!

1/10.