6.1/10
Senior Film Conservator
A definitive 6.1/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. The Gallant Fool remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you like movies that feel like they were made in a weekend and smell like old theater seats, sure. You’ll probably hate this if you need a plot that actually makes sense or characters who don’t act like they’re in a silent film even when they’re talking. It’s a 1933 curio, folks. Keep your expectations grounded.
There is something inherently creepy about clowns in these early talkies. Bob Burns as Dad Denton spends half the movie trying to look sad behind the makeup, and it mostly just looks like he’s trying to hold in a sneeze. The circus setting is just a backdrop for a very standard revenge plot, but the movie doesn't seem to care much about the revenge part.
The high-wire scene. It goes on forever. You are sitting there waiting for someone to fall, but the camera just lingers on the wire. It’s less suspenseful and more just... quiet. The silence in this scene is genuinely uncomfortable, like the director just forgot to yell cut.
I found myself staring at the background extras more than the leads. There’s a guy in the crowd who looks like he’s having a total nervous breakdown while eating a popcorn bucket. Nobody addresses it. It’s just there.
Gabby Hayes shows up, and as always, he’s the only one who seems to know what movie he’s in. He brings a bit of gravel to a film that’s otherwise pretty smooth and forgettable. It reminds me of the pacing issues in Not a Drum Was Heard, where the story just sort of wanders off into the woods to find itself.
The whole bit with the clown disguise is handled with the subtlety of a sledgehammer. McDonald spots him instantly, which makes you wonder why Denton bothered with the makeup at all. It’s a funny kind of logic gap. I didn't mind it.
I’ve seen some bad circus movies, and while this isn't exactly The Cat Creeps in terms of sheer weirdness, it has its moments. Don't go looking for deep meaning. It’s just a man in a costume trying not to die while on a rope. That’s enough for a Tuesday night, I guess.
