Anyone who is contemplating spending precious family dollars on "Hoodwinked" should save his money.
Apparently some creative Hollywood genius got the bright idea to retell the Tale of Little Red Riding Hood, Rashomon- style. This means despite a lot of screen time give to a a very strange and sour-expressioned LRH, there really is no central character and no hero. This is not the kind of story that will make Americans stand up and cheer. Or keep their interest very long.
There's a bad guy, yes, but you figure out who he is immediately. (He's pretty obviously gay, by the way. Ever notice how Hollywood makes gays the bad guys?) Even the kids figured it out. The rest is all filler, with some remarkably dull pop tunes and old jokes.
In an audience full of the under-twelve set I counted ten laughs.
A waste of time and money.