. . . in its right mind would ever hire a rodent to deliver its goods. THE DELIVERY BOY opens with a big-buttoned vermin hauling a load of musical instruments to an unknown destination. Astute viewers know, of course, that the Dizzy Concern destroys an average of 1.7 music devices per every five minutes of animation, according to film historians. Therefore, it should come as no surprise that this wagon load of symphony splendor gets totally trashed. Why do the Dizzy miscreants hate music so much? Did Harold Hill swindle them? Was W. A frustrated singer or would-be concert pianist? Were the animators required to be tone deaf? The answers are blowing in the breaking wind emanating from the Rodent House.
Review of The Delivery Boy
The Delivery Boy
(1931)
This documentary short documents why no business . . .
28 December 2021
Warning: Spoilers