Despite a title so unsavory it would arch the back of any cat lover, not a single feline is murdered in “The Cat Killers.” Intermittently amusing but mostly unexceptional, this black comedy about a couple of down-on-their-luck brothers who accept an assignment from an allergic man to off his wife’s cat has a good-natured screwball bent, evident in its tongue-in-cheek tone and dialogue.
Superseded by computers and CD-ROMs, door-to-door salesmen Russell (Michael Fachetti) and Charlie (scripter-helmer Colin Drobnis) have hawked their last encyclopedia. While Charlie has suicidal fantasies, Russell cruises funerals looking for cute, bereaved chicks. But their luck seems to turn when an acquaintance offers them the cat-killing gig. Once having kidnapped (catnapped?) the feline, however, they can’t bring themselves to carry out the job, opting instead to deposit Fluffy in a field far from home. When that scam leads to another, far more dangerous scheme, they find themselves pursued by a couple of trigger-happy Asian hit men, and the fur starts to fly. Drobnis, making his feature debut, sprinkles a few whimsically funny ideas throughout, but they aren’t enough to leave you purring.