Hop has the veneer of a subpar kids' flick, but it's actually a stealth sequel to the total clusterfuck that was X-Men: The Last Stand. This secularized-Easter-cum-talking-creature feature tells the lost history of Cyclops, who supposedly died offscreen in X3.
I didn't have high expectations for Hop. In fact, the only reason I went is because I am contractually obligated to attend every single talking animal film Hollywood churns out. Yes, like Edward Prendick shipwrecked on the island of Dr. Moreau, I must bear witness to sentient fauna babbling at each other for 90 minutes in their G-rated shibboleth, stark reminders why we should never play God.