Cult Review
Senior Film Conservator

If you're into dusty, wholesome black-and-white comedies where everyone speaks in polite, slightly theatrical tones, you’ll probably find something to like here. If you prefer movies that actually move or make sense in a modern way, skip it. You’ll just get annoyed by how easily the villains crumble.
The whole thing feels like a stage play that someone accidentally filmed. It’s all very polite, even the corruption.
Our hero comes back from Canada with a bit of a strut, acting like he’s bringing the secrets of the universe with him. It’s funny because he mostly just brings a bit of common sense. It’s way less adventurous than Fighting with Buffalo Bill, which, let’s be honest, had way more dirt and actual stakes.
The accountant and the lawyer are just cartoonishly evil. They sit in offices and twiddle their thumbs while thinking of ways to be mean. It’s so transparent you almost want to shout at the screen to warn the dad.
Honestly, watching this feels like digging through a neighbor's attic. You find some nice trinkets, but you’re mostly just covered in dust by the end. It isn't as frantic as Monkey Business, and thank god for that. Sometimes, you just need a movie where the biggest tragedy is a bank account balance.
Is it a masterpiece? Hardly. It’s just fine. The kind of movie you put on while you're folding laundry and don't feel bad about missing a few minutes of.
That scene in the foyer near the end? The lighting is totally inconsistent. It looks like they ran out of bulbs, but nobody cared enough to stop the take. I kind of love that about these old films. They didn't have the luxury to be perfectionists.
Year
1935
IMDb Rating
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