5.4/10
Senior Film Conservator

A definitive 5.4/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. The Hoosier Schoolmaster remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
Honestly, only if you have a soft spot for dusty, black-and-white morality tales where everyone speaks a little too clearly. If you want high-octane drama or historical accuracy, stay away. It’s perfect for people who like to see how movies used to handle 'local flavor' without actually having any.
The whole thing feels like it was put together on a shoestring budget, which isn't always a bad thing. Sometimes it gives a film character. Here, it just makes the town of Flat Creek look remarkably small and empty.
Norman Foster plays the schoolmaster with this intense, wide-eyed sincerity that feels totally out of place. He’s walking into a hornets' nest of local resentment, but he plays it like he’s just hoping for a nice cup of tea. The locals are mostly just scowling at him from behind fences. It’s painfully polite for a movie about post-war hatred.
I caught a glimpse of George 'Gabby' Hayes in there, which is always a treat. He brings a level of grit that the rest of the movie is desperately missing. Without him, the whole thing would probably just float away into the ether.
There’s a scene where the kids in the classroom are just staring at the camera. It’s not even a reaction shot. They’re just waiting for the director to yell cut. It’s actually kind of charming in a messy, accidental way.
If you liked the simplistic charm of By the Light of the Silvery Moon, you might find something here to like. Just don't go in expecting to be moved to tears. It’s mostly just nice to look at if you like old hats and suspenders.
It’s not a masterpiece. It’s barely a movie, really. It’s a sketch of a story that someone decided to film on a Tuesday afternoon. But sometimes, that’s exactly what you need.