cricket30 Review of I Love to Singa

I Love to Singa (1936)

When the husky hen warbling "I'm forever blowing bubbles . . . "

[7/10 · 24 August 2021]

. . . gets stuck by her girth in the reject trap door of the radio sound stage and has to be whacked hard in her head with a giant mallet to pound her down below, viewers will wonder WHY Station G. O. N. G. did not simply resort to bullets for the talentless, as opposed to their unwieldy game of Chutes and Ladders. Most of the variety act contest flunk-outs are prime consumable goods, with nothing standing between them and a dinner plate beyond a simple bullet to the brain. As the self-conking "Simple Simon" performer indicates, these meat packets know which side of their bacon is buttered, and they simply want to be put out of the misery entailed if they hang around past their "best by" date.