K‑9? Dude, that film is a half‑baked attempt to turn a loyal pup into a street‑wise vigilante. The action is as flat as a donut, the thugs are cartoonish and the dog’s “heroics” feel like a stuffed toy on a treadmill. If you’re hunting for real adrenaline, forget the tuxedo, there’s a better choice out there. This movie is a fluffy fluff that pretends to be a brawler, and I’ve seen better explosions from a toaster.

Sure, let’s get a pup that can pull a rocket launcher out of a trench faster than a coffee shop barista pulling espresso shots. Just remember, no one wants a four‑legged villain that drops a grenade mid‑paws. Bring me a dog that can outrun a getaway car and we’re good.