He starts dancing to that fine, fine music, and so on. Once he tunes into a particular station, he can’t believe what he hears at all. His good-natured but lacking-in-fire son Bodi (Wilson), slouching around in a very neat wool cap that nonetheless manages to scream “stoner,” is traipsing through a valley one day when a radio falls from a plane. The mastiff patriarch Khampa (Simmons) has come to believe music has no part in this society-too distracting-and has banned it. In the Asian mountain (Tibet is not prominently mentioned here), an alliance of guard dogs and self-shearing lambs have managed to form a society that happily keeps predatory wolves at bay. Simmons, Kenan Thompson, and Eddie Izzard, all do their jobs with relish and dispatch, but there’s nothing clever-clever about it.
The comic actors doing voice work, who also include Luke Wilson, Lewis Black, Matt Dillon, J.K. Elliott’s work in “ The Big Lebowski.” But this movie, despite being about a dog who wants to play rock music, has no winky pop-culture references besides that. The aforementioned Fleetwood Yak is voiced by Sam Elliott, and the role of the yak is structurally a nod to Mr. True, the voice cast for the American version is designed to have some adult appeal. What’s interesting about “Rock Dog” is just how very unapologetically a kid’s movie it is. But to be honest that’s really the most objectionable joke in the whole feather-light, primary-color filled, shorter-than-90 minute movie.
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