6.4/10
Senior Film Conservator

A definitive 6.4/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. The Goose That Laid the Golden Egg remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you're looking for something that actually makes sense, keep walking. But if you want to watch a cat turn himself into a literal human cannonball just to save a goose, then pull up a chair.
It’s a classic, chaotic cartoon. It feels less like a structured story and more like someone just throwing ideas at a wall to see what sticks.
Felix is out here giving away gold like he's running a charity, and Captain Kidd is just the worst kind of pirate. He breaks in, steals the bird, and thinks he’s won. But Goldie—the goose—is basically a strike-breaking worker. She just refuses to lay for the bad guys.
I loved that part. The goose has more personality than most modern sidekicks.
The sword fight at the end is the real kicker, though. The swords just… melt together? It’s not explained, it’s not rational, it’s just cartoon logic. It reminded me of the frantic energy in The Bum's Rush, where things happen because they need to happen for the gag to work.
It’s not as grounded as something like Strike!, but it’s not trying to be. It’s just pure, unadulterated nonsense.
If you have ten minutes and want to see some weird 1930s animation, this is fine. Just don't ask too many questions about the economy of a goose that lays gold coins. It'll ruin the fun. . . wait, did that sword just melt? Yeah, it did. 🐱✨