Even cats can’t laugh when they’re purring

Here’s a question: How is it possible for a movie to play for an hour and a half and not offer one, repeat, one laugh? Hard as that be to believe, that’s what “Garfield” does. Or doesn’t. It depends on how you look at it. No laughs. No chuckles. No guffaws or hee-haws or Roy Clarks anywhere. Only Bill Murray providing his voice for an animated cat the color of overripe pumpkin. Hey, even Carl Spackler wouldn’t have saved this turkey.