6.2/10
Senior Film Conservator

A definitive 6.2/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. No Contest! remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
Honestly, only if you have a soft spot for 1930s radio aesthetics or you're deep in a rabbit hole of early talkie shorts. If you hate scratchy audio and plots that move at the speed of a dial-up modem, you will probably want to turn this off after about three minutes. 📻
Ruth Etting is basically the whole show here. She’s got that specific, haunting way of phrasing things that you just don't hear anymore. It’s a shame the movie itself is so focused on this weird "contest" gimmick rather than just letting her breathe.
The premise is almost too silly to type out. A radio station realizes Etting’s records are competing with her live segments, so they make it a public spectacle. It feels like a very early, very confused version of a reality show.
There is a moment where the station manager looks so stressed he might actually implode. It’s funny because, really, who cares that much about radio scheduling in 1930? The stakes feel hilariously low, yet everyone is acting like it's the end of the world.
The whole thing feels like a sneeze. It happens, it’s a little awkward, and then it’s over. You aren't going to have your life changed, but watching Etting navigate the absurdity is worth a look if you're bored.
I found myself staring at the background furniture more than the plot. Why is that lamp placed so weirdly? Does it matter? Probably not. The movie doesn't seem to care, so why should I?
It’s not a masterpiece, but it’s definitely a strange little slice of history. Just don't go in expecting The White Sister level of drama. This is just a weird, fuzzy radio stunt caught on film. 🎙️