5.7/10
Senior Film Conservator

A definitive 5.7/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. Silvery Moon remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
Look, if you like old-school, slightly eerie animation that makes zero sense, you’ll probably have a blast. If you need a plot that doesn't feel like a fever dream, stay far away. It’s definitely for the folks who get a kick out of stuff like The Fly's Bride, just with more frosting.
The whole premise is just... strange. Two cats sailing? Fine. A talking moon that invites them up for dinner? Sure, why not. But the shift once they land on the lunar surface is genuinely weird. It’s all candy and ice cream, and yet it feels like they’re walking through a pastel-colored void.
It doesn't try to be deep or meaningful, which is a relief. Most modern stuff tries too hard to be a meditation on childhood wonder, but this just wants to show you a cat eating a piece of lunar fudge. I can respect that.
There's a rhythm to the movement that feels almost like a jerky dance. Sometimes the characters seem to slide across the screen rather than walk, like they’re floating on oil. It’s not smooth, but it adds a certain wonky charm to the whole experience.
I found myself wondering if this was meant to be a nightmare. Maybe I’m reading too much into it, but there’s a loneliness to the moon landscape that the bright colors don't quite hide. It’s sweet, sure, but it’s a hollow kind of sweet. Like eating a box of stale marshmallows. 🌙
If you have ten minutes to kill and want to watch something that feels like it was unearthed from a dusty basement box, this fits the bill. It's not going to change your life, but it’s definitely something you’ll remember for the wrong reasons.