5.3/10
Senior Film Conservator

A definitive 5.3/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. Spring in the Park remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you have five minutes and a weird sense of humor, sure. It’s a classic piece of animation history, but if you’re looking for something that makes sense in the real world, you’re gonna be let down hard.
This isn't for the faint of heart. If the sight of a rabbit in a diaper makes you nervous, skip this one.
It’s the usual park day, but everyone is constantly trying to mess with each other. Oswald is just trying to make a move on a nurse, which is honestly a bold strategy for a rabbit.
Then the sergeant shows up. He’s got that classic bully energy where he thinks he’s entitled to everything just because he has a badge. It reminded me a bit of the frantic energy in A Zero Hero, where everyone is just kind of scrambling for a win.
The turning point is when Oswald comes back dressed as a baby. It’s supposed to be a disguise, but it feels more like a fever dream. The way he crawls around? Yikes.
Watching him try to win her affection by being a toddler is... something. It’s the kind of logic you only find in these old shorts, where social boundaries are just suggestions.
There’s this moment where Oswald-as-baby does a little dance and it’s genuinely funny, even if the premise is totally unhinged. It’s not as dense as The Last Man, but it’s definitely more chaotic.
It feels like Tex Avery and Walter Lantz were just tossing ideas at the wall to see what would stick. Some of it sticks, some of it just leaves a weird stain on the wall.
I wouldn't call it a masterpiece. It's just a strange little artifact from a time when cartoon logic ruled the world. 🐰🍼