6.6/10
Senior Film Conservator

A definitive 6.6/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. Father Noah's Ark remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you have a thing for really old, oddball cartoons, sure. It’s short, it’s bizarre, and it’s a relic. If you’re looking for a coherent story or something to keep kids quiet for an hour, keep moving.
Honestly, watching Father Noah's Ark feels like finding a dusty postcard in an attic. It’s got that jittery, handmade energy that modern stuff just misses.
The whole build-up is just everyone running around like headless chickens. There’s no real tension, just a lot of movement. You watch Noah and his family hammer away, and you kinda wonder if they even like each other. The animation is jerky, but there’s a charm to it.
The best part? The skunks. They almost miss the boat, which is the most relatable part of the entire thing. Watching them swim after the massive structure is oddly tense for a cartoon about a bunch of animals. Like, you actually root for the little stinkers.
There’s a lot of lamentation happening once the rain hits. It’s a bit heavy for what’s essentially a musical romp. Then the sun pops out and everyone is instantly happy, babies everywhere. It happens so fast you get whiplash.
If you've seen Obo-chan, you know how weird these older shorts can get with their tone. They don't care if you're confused. They just want to get to the next gag.
It’s not perfect. It’s barely even good by modern standards. But I’d take this over some sterile, computer-generated slog any day. It feels real in a way that’s hard to pin down. It’s just a boat, some rain, and a bunch of cartoon animals trying not to drown. Sometimes, that's enough.