He's Losing His Balls. We're Losing Our Minds.
You ever see a trailer and just kinda… stare at your screen for a solid 30 seconds afterward? Like, did that actually happen or did your brain short-circuit? That's me with the new red band teaser for Fixed, the long-lost, possibly cursed, now-resurrected R-rated animated dog comedy that's finally coming to Netflix on August 13, 2025.
Yes. An animated movie. About a dog. Getting neutered. Directed by Samurai Jack legend Genndy Tartakovsky.
This thing has been floating in limbo for over a decade, and it shows—in the best way. It's messy, chaotic, aggressively horny, and honestly? Weirdly touching. Like a drunk uncle giving a TED Talk on masculinity at a furry convention.
Wait, This Was Shelved?!
Let's rewind for a second.
Back in 2009, Tartakovsky—yes, the guy behind Primal and Dexter's Laboratory—pitched a little idea about a dog named Bull who finds out he's getting snipped in the morning. So naturally, he and his four-legged buddies decide to rage through the night like it's The Hangover: Paw Edition.
By 2019, the film was actually in production at Sony Pictures Animation. Then… nothing.
Warner Bros shelved it. Entirely. Not even a whimper. Not even a leak. Just boxed it up and walked away. Which, okay, sure—it's an R-rated cartoon about testicles. That probably made a few boardrooms squirm.
And yet, somehow, Netflix looked at this chaos and said: “You know what? Let's roll.” God bless ‘em.
The Trailer: Barking Mad
The red band teaser just dropped, and it's… wow.
Imagine the Sausage Party of dogs. But less food puns, more existential panic about castration. Within 30 seconds, there's humping, cussing, fire, Idris Elba yelling, and what looks like a raccoon on molly. Adam Devine voices Bull with exactly the kind of over-caffeinated, frat-boy-sincerity you'd expect. Kathryn Hahn, Fred Armisen, Bobby Moynihan, and Beck Bennett round out the cast, and they all sound like they're having the time of their lives (or blackmail was involved—unclear).
The animation? Surprisingly crisp. Like, Saturday morning cartoon meets late-night fever dream. You can still see Tartakovsky's fingerprints—sharp lines, expressive faces, that kinetic “loose but loaded” style he's perfected over the years.
But don't bring the kids. Seriously. Don't even let them hear the trailer. It's THAT kind of party.
Dogs. Dicks. Drama. (The Triple D.)
Here's the weird part: beneath the chaos, there's an actual story. A sad, strangely poignant one.
Bull isn't just out here chasing tail. He's facing mortality in his own weird, hormonal, tail-wagging way. It's a breakup movie. A coming-of-age movie. A farewell to freedom, masculinity, and maybe even identity.
I mean, sure, it's mostly fart jokes and sex gags. But somewhere in the noise, there's this quiet little panic:
What happens when they take a part of you away—and you didn't ask for it?
Is that too deep? Probably. But it's there. Like emotional whiplash disguised as a Scooby-Doo fever dream.
Why This (Weirdly) Matters
Look—animated adult comedies are nothing new. BoJack, Big Mouth, Rick & Morty… the market's saturated. But Fixed is different. Not better, necessarily. Just… different.
It's the rare film that shouldn't exist—but does.
It was dead. Finished. Gone. And now it's here, flipping the middle paw to studio execs who gave up on it.
There's something kinda triumphant about that.
And honestly? I'm rooting for it. Even if it's crude. Even if half the jokes fall flat. There's a spark here—unfiltered, unpolished, unapologetically ridiculous. Like your drunk friend giving a toast at your wedding and somehow making you cry and laugh.
Should You Watch It?
Probably.
Will you like it? …Hard to say.
Will you remember it? Oh, absolutely.
It's not trying to be art. It's trying to be loud. It's chaos in a leash, and for one deranged night this summer—it's free to run wild.
So yeah. I'll watch.
Regret it? Maybe.
But at least I'll feel something.
And these days? That's more than I can say for most movies.
