The Hound has no soul. This is perhaps Martin Short's best cinema outing. He takes script co-writer Jeffrey Boam's humor and plays it for everything it's worth. (Actually, while Chip Prosser is credited as co-writer, his contributions were early and minimal.) The pacing is fabulous, the special effects spectacular, and even the Meg Ryan-Randy Quaid chemistry is spot on. this is humor - verbal, visual and otherwise - at its wittiest. (Watch for the nuns passing behind the giant penguin giving out balloons at the shopping mall. You can watch it again and again. Three and a half bones minimum.