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A definitive 7/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. Call It Luck remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you like old-school comedies where everyone talks in sharp, quick bursts, sure. You’ll probably like it if you have a soft spot for 1930s underdog stories. If you need your pacing tight and your plot points to actually matter? You’re going to be bored to tears by the middle.
The whole thing kicks off with a cabbie winning big, which is always a fun hook. But it goes south fast—not for the character, but for the script. The confidence-gang stuff feels a bit repetitive, like they were stretching for minutes. Man, some of those scenes just sit there. Like the director forgot to yell 'cut'.
There's this moment when the horse is introduced, and it’s just... a horse. A tired, sad-looking horse. The way the scammers try to sell it as a Derby-winner-to-be is honestly kind of funny if you don't think about the poor cabbie losing his rent money.
It’s got that specific '30s grit. It reminds me a bit of the way they handled schemes in The Gamblers, though maybe with less edge. The cast is doing their best to keep it light, even when the movie starts dragging its feet.
It’s not trying to be a The White Hell of Pitz Palu kind of spectacle. It’s just a small, scrappy little movie about a guy who really shouldn't have trusted anyone in a nice suit. I think I liked it more than I should have, mostly because I’m a sucker for a guy in a flat cap trying to look important.
Sometimes you just want a movie that doesn't demand you think too hard. This is that movie. It’s messy, it’s a bit silly, and half the time it feels like it's making itself up as it goes along. Honestly? That's kind of its charm. 🐴