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6.8/10
Senior Film Conservator
A definitive 6.8/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. Hawaiian Holiday remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you want a breezy, eight-minute distraction, then yes. It is pure nostalgia for anyone who grew up with these characters, but honestly, if you have zero patience for old-school slapstick, you will probably roll your eyes. It is not trying to change the world. It is just trying to make you laugh at a duck trying to dance.
Watching this today, I was struck by how much personality is packed into every single frame. It feels way more alive than a lot of the shiny, over-produced stuff we get now. The way Donald gets his feet tangled up in his own hula skirt? It’s simple, but it works.
Pluto’s whole segment with the crab is just masterful animation. You can practically hear the crab laughing at him. It’s funny how they managed to make a dog look so genuinely confused by a tiny crustacean.
Then there is Goofy. The man is a hazard to himself. Watching him try to surf feels like watching a car crash in slow motion, except he’s wearing a giant grin the whole time. It reminds me a bit of the frantic energy in Handy Andy, where everything that can go wrong, definitely will.
The pacing is all over the place, but in a good way. It doesn't overstay its welcome. You don't need a deep thematic analysis for this. You just need to watch Goofy get flattened by a wave and realize that some things are just funny because they are.
It’s not as dense as Don Quixote, obviously, but it doesn't need to be. It’s just Mickey and the gang in the sun. Sometimes, that is enough. I’m not saying it’s high art, but it’s definitely good company for a coffee break.