Plenty of critics have already been catty about this movie, largely with good reason, but if folk then go and see it, expecting the worst, they might be pleasantly surprised.

Director Pitof comes from a visual effects background and it shows. Most of the problem lies in its feeble storyline. Halle Berry plays an ad executive, Patience Phillips, who stumbles upon a clandestine meeting one night between the owner of the cosmetic firm where she works and his ex-model wife (Sharon Stone). They are talking about the launch of a dynamic new face cream for women and discussing the fact that it might have disasterously damaging side-effects.

Patience clatters about and they realise that someone is eavesdropping. Stone orders the intruder be killed. This duly happens and her body is spurted out of a water chute, ending up on a waste dump full of cats. As once she was kind to a moggie with mystical powers, the cat breathes new life into Patience, the result being that she resurrects as a human, but develops cat habits, including superior fighting skills, the ability to do death-defying leaps that even cats would be proud of and gets to wear a fetching leather feline outfit, while demonstrating a passionate yearning for tinned fish.

If you're into a healthy dose of kick-ass attitude and female empowerment then Catwoman may well be the film for you, whilst guys getting dragged along to please the wife/girlfriend will at least enjoy watching Berry cracking a whip and squeezed into exquisite leather.

The story of a cosmetics chief, who will stop at nothing, coming up against a feisty half-woman/half-cat, out for revenge, is pretty unique. The bizarre high jinks, cat moves and desire for this superheroine to be a force for good provides enough entertainment to pass two hours.