Michael Gough runs Conrad’s Animal Kingdom in Hollywood with love and respect for his furry children. Sadly he only has disdain for the human race. His teen mute janitor is treated like an unloved dog and his wife is given more humane treatment but still has to put up with his obvious sociopathic tendencies. Verbal and physical abuse is rough enough but anyone who threatens his little world gets a fatal introduction to his beloved animals. Gough plays the organ for his big cats and sends them out to kill. The old man in a monkey suit also gets his hands dirty. Eventually the police get suspicious of a human hand behind the animal slayings. Gough brings his usual cold insanity to the role of Conrad but even with a tiger funeral, bizarro animal cult soul transference rituals and Elisha Cook being fed to a lion it still feels like not a lot happens.
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