I Have Finally Come To Understand The Plot of Mouse Hunt

I have come, finally, to understand the plot of the film Mouse Hunt, in which Nathan Lane loses his mind chasing after a furry little creature with whom the audience empathizes. When I saw the kiddie mainstay, I was in its target demographic, and, of course, rooted for the mouse. It was so cute! Now, I am rooting for Nathan Lane—which is more or less rooting for myself.

My apartment was briefly hijacked by a mouse. Or so I think—I never saw the creature but once, maybe, when I came home drunk and decided to figure out where the mysterious animal in my apartment lived and put on snow boots to stomp upon a pile of plastic grocery bags. A flash of grey light moved across the floor. I threw out all my grocery bags.

I am not a hoarder or, in less trendy language, a slob. I actually keep house very neatly. Which is why I was so perplexed when little brown cylinders started appearing on my countertops and stovetop: I couldn’t possibly be this sloppy with my coffee grounds! I flicked the coffee grounds away, then washed my hands when I realized these could be—oh no.

After a day in which I had a perfectly normal cough and thought it was hantavirus, I started leaving all my windows open to air out the mouse germs. Then I closed the windows when I found myself wondering if more mice could come in through the windows.

I disinfected all the surfaces in my house where a mouse might have gone to—the more Clorox I inhaled, the more I manically thought I saw mice everywhere. I bought mousetraps from Duane Reade in a section marked “Apartment Living.” I set them up on either side of my refrigerator (a “food source,” no?), but one of the two was only triggered once, when I dropped a fork on it to move it to another location, as I second-guessed where I might catch the mouse. I still haven’t. I found one more brown pellet after a week of freedom—no mouse carcass in the trap, but no pellets and no resultant mania—and was relieved to see it was a dead fly. This relief—overwhelming—at seeing a dead insect was perhaps my lowest moment. Duane Reade knows better than I about this “apartment living.” TC mark

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  • http://www.facebook.com/gregpphoto Greg Petliski

    I believe the point of the film was to showcase the symbiotic relationship possible between man and animal. The mouse winds up a taste tester for Lane's character's cheese factory. While this is a bit of stretch, we use animals for all sorts of tasks, ranging from seeing eye dogs to pigeons that help locate people lost at sea.

    God, I just turned a kids movie into a philosophical point. I should be writing for thought catalog :(

    • http://twitter.com/srslydrew Andrew F.

      This is so good, I just can't be sure if you're serious or not…

    • http://twitter.com/straponheart Evan Hatch

      you are wrong dumbass. mouse hunt is obviously a pastiche of kafka juxtaposing the themes of alienation against a backdrop of the 20th century built environment and family structure. the mouse is a symbol for the inevitability of man's defeat in the face of the inevitable uncontrollable and chaotic nature of the universe. the string illustrates the folly of attempting to assign objective values to items in a world where worth is an entirely subjective notion. the cheese symbolizes cheese

      • http://www.facebook.com/gregpphoto Greg Petliski

        Hahahahahahah, I love this. I AM a dumbass. But guess what? Fuck you, pal. Whadya gonna come back with, gaylord?

      • http://twitter.com/straponheart Evan Hatch

        im made of rubber and you are made of glue so everything you say bounces off of me and sticks to you. bitch.

      • Wallflower

        hahhahahahhahahahah

      • http://www.facebook.com/gregpphoto Greg Petliski

        Not necessarily true. There are plenty of epoxies that will bond with rubber. Theres also a cement made out of it. You lose.

      • Wallflower

        hahahhahahahhaha

      • Asforteri

        lol forever at “the cheese symbolizes cheese”

  • noodle

    I thought it was implied that the mouse was a reincarnation of his dead father, haunting him in order to keep him from selling the house.

  • http://zeolitefuhrman.com Zeolite

    I vomited after seeing this, I forget why

  • http://www.facebook.com/people/josh-mosh/28601084 josh mosh

    i thought this article was actually going to be about mouse hunt but instead it was about how the author is ocd and a neat freak….it seems as though the author still doesn't understand the plot of mouse hunt.

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