5.9/10
Senior Film Conservator

A definitive 5.9/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. Midnight Blunders remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
Look, if you’re looking for a tight, well-oiled comedy, Midnight Blunders is going to drive you up the wall. But if you’ve got twenty minutes and a soft spot for the kind of chaotic, low-budget slapstick that feels like it was put together in someone's backyard, you might actually have a decent time. Hardcore fans of classic studio era fluff will find the rhythm familiar, but anyone expecting a coherent plot should probably look elsewhere.
The whole thing kicks off with a kidnapping that feels about as threatening as a mild breeze. Dr. Edwin Millstone gets snatched, and suddenly our two bank guard heroes are on the prowl. Their detective work mostly consists of walking into rooms and looking confused, which, honestly, is a mood.
The scenes in Chinatown feel like they were shot on a backlot that hadn't been updated since the dawn of cinema. There’s this one bit where they’re trying to act tough, and it’s just hilarious how much they *aren't* tough. Tom and Monte aren't exactly cut out for international espionage, and the movie knows it. It leans into their incompetence hard. Sometimes it works, and sometimes it just feels like they’re waiting for the next cue.
It’s funny, I was watching this and thinking about The Awful Truth, which has a completely different energy but somehow feels like it shares the same DNA of people just bumbling through their own lives. Except, you know, with more falling down stairs.
There is a sequence involving a door that they open and close about ten times too many. It’s the kind of repetitive gag that makes you laugh the first time, sigh the second time, and then just kind of accept it as part of the texture of the film. It’s not great, but it’s definitely memorable.
It reminds me a bit of the frantic energy in Texas Buddies, where the plot is really just an excuse to get people into a room together so they can shout at each other. Midnight Blunders doesn't really have a 'final act' as much as it just stops. One minute they’re bumbling, and the next, the credits are rolling and you’re left wondering if they ever actually saved the doctor properly. 🤷♂️
Don't overthink this one. If you go in expecting a masterpiece, you're going to have a bad time. Just enjoy the chaos for what it is. It's a short, weird, dusty relic of a movie.

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