6.6/10
Senior Film Conservator

A definitive 6.6/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. Dancing on the Moon remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you're looking for something that makes sense, skip this. If you want to see a rabbit in a tuxedo launch into orbit, you've found your match. It's a weird little artifact from a different era of animation.
The whole premise is just animals getting hitched and flying to the moon on a whim. No real plot, just vibes and bouncing creatures. It reminded me a bit of the disjointed energy in Lickety Split, where things just happen because the animator felt like it.
The lunar scenery is actually kind of pretty in a flat, painted sort of way. Some of the background work has this odd, dusty texture that feels like it’s peeling off the screen. At one point, a cat-couple dances and the gravity physics just... stop existing entirely. It’s not a mistake; it’s just pure chaos.
You can tell the team really wanted to show off the lunar backdrop. It’s almost like they built the whole short just to paint a picture of a cheese-cratered surface. I’ve seen better pacing in Poker Widows, but that’s an entirely different kind of mess.
Is it good? I don't know. It’s certainly short. Sometimes you just need to watch a bear try to dance in low gravity while a bird sings at him. 🌕
It’s nowhere near as grounded as The Pride of Pikeville, but then again, that movie doesn't have a rocket-powered honeymoon. It’s a strange, fleeting experience that’s gone before you can even get annoyed by the repetition.
Not something I'd watch twice, but it’s definitely something you see once and remember for all the wrong reasons.