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6.6/10
Senior Film Conservator
A definitive 6.6/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. Okay America! remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you like old, snappy black-and-white movies where everyone talks like they’ve had six espressos, you’ll dig this. It’s a bit rough around the edges, but it’s got that frantic energy of the 1930s. If you hate characters who are total jerks but you’re supposed to root for them anyway, maybe skip it. It’s not exactly a nice movie.
The whole thing feels like it was filmed in a hurry, which honestly helps the vibe. Larry Wayne—the guy at the center of this mess—is just exhausting. He’s the kind of guy who’d step over his own mother to get a scoop, and watching him scramble around is strangely addictive.
It reminds me a bit of the frantic, messy vibe you get in Dancing Mothers, where people are just sort of running around making bad choices. There’s no grand message here. It’s just a story about a guy who loves his own byline more than anything else.
Honestly, the ending feels like they ran out of film or just got bored. It just kind of stops. You’re left sitting there waiting for one more scene, but the credits just roll. It’s not perfect, but it’s real enough for me.
It’s not as polished as some of the bigger stuff from that era, but it’s got a mean streak that’s actually kind of refreshing. Maybe don’t watch it if you want to feel good about humanity. But for a Tuesday night? It’s fine. It’s just fine. 📻
