Barry B. Benson is no ordinary bee. He’s a shitty bee you immediately hate. Let’s follow along with his entitled crusade to become a lawyer and sue for all the honey he never worked for anyway, and sort of kind of falls in love with a human? Also every time we say “Bee” the review starts going faster.
That was pretty great. And slightly unpleasant toward the end, though that’s my fault for not turning it down. Impressive how fast it descended into chipmunk-on-meth chittering once you started talking about the movie itself.
You pair of cownshoes.