Lime Juice Nights: A total fever dream of a movie

Is it worth your time?

Honestly? Only if you like movies that feel like they're about to fall apart at any second. If you need a tight, sensible plot to enjoy your evening, skip this. But if you’re the type who likes watching a train wreck in slow motion, you’ll probably find something to chuckle at here. 🍋

It’s got that weird, frantic energy you see in some of the older stuff, like The Knockout, where everyone is running around for no reason. People yell, hats get knocked off, and nobody seems to have a clear goal. It’s exhausting, but in a weirdly hypnotic way.

The Vibes

There’s a scene about halfway through where Charlie Hall is just standing in a doorway for way too long. The camera doesn’t cut. You can actually see him trying to remember his next line. It’s hilarious.

Cinematic perspective: Exploring the visual vocabulary of Lime Juice Nights (1931) through its definitive frames.

The pacing is just… wild. It moves from a quiet conversation to a full-blown slapstick disaster in the blink of an eye. It reminded me a bit of the frantic pacing in Hot Biskits, though maybe a bit less polished. Not that *polished* is the right word for any of this.

• The lighting changes in every single shot. It’s like they couldn't decide if it was day or night.
• George K. Arthur is doing a lot with his eyebrows. Like, maybe too much.
• The background extras in the party scene look like they’re actually bored.

I caught myself wondering why they bothered with the subplot about the lost wallet. It literally goes nowhere. It just vanishes, like the movie got distracted by something shinier. It feels a bit like Spring Fever where you think the point is X, but then the movie just wanders off to Y.

There’s a total lack of sincerity, which is actually a relief. It’s not trying to teach you a lesson. It’s just trying to be a distraction. Sometimes that’s enough, I guess? 🍹

Don't look for deep meaning here. You won't find it. You'll just find some guys running into furniture and a whole lot of lime juice, I guess? The title doesn't even make that much sense by the end. Classic.