Writer-director Steve Oedekerk wrings plenty of comic mileage from the weirdly Orwellian, Gary Larson-esque premise that farmyard animals are a breed of party-hearty yahoos who cavort on two legs, talk like the cast of Porkies and convene rowdy barn dances every night while their clueless overseers are asleep.
Who could resist a hearty chuckle at the sight of a bunch of chickens throwing darts at a Colonel Saunders dartboard? The downside is that Oedekerk burdens the riotous anthropomorphism with a load of worthy guff about accepting responsibility: this is not what you want from a toon about frat-boy bovines. That said, voice talent is excellent (particularly David Koechner as a villainous coyote) and the animation is well up to par. But whoever decided to give the boy cows udders has some serious issues to address.