Producer: Bert Bailey. Executive producer: Stuart F. Doyle. A Cinesound Production in association with Bailey and Grant. Australian release through British Empire Films: July 1932. Sydney opening at the Capitol. U.K. release title: Down on the Farm.
SYNOPSIS: Dad Rudd, a typical Aussie outback battler, has to contend with drought, tight money, a grasping landlord, a wayward bull and an eager-to-help but slow-thinking and mishap-prone son.
NOTES: Eclipsed only by Palmy Days as the biggest ticket-seller in Australia in 1932. Counting revivals and re-issues up to 1980, On Our Selection has probably exceeded the Goldwyn picture's box-office takings four or five times over - though this comparison is a bit unfair to Palmy Days since that picture was never re-circulated in Australia after its original release.
Locations near Penrith, New South Wales.
COMMENT: This rural farce has some curiosity value as an example of primitive film-making, but it has little else to recommend it though it will probably still delight the yokel trade. The film editing is jerky, caused by the director's failure to shoot proper matching shots, there is no background music except under old silent-type titles, the continuity is abrupt, the acting over-ripe and directorial style almost non-existent except for a remarkably effective instance of double exposure. Location photography helps, though the technical quality is surprisingly variable.
SYNOPSIS: Dad Rudd, a typical Aussie outback battler, has to contend with drought, tight money, a grasping landlord, a wayward bull and an eager-to-help but slow-thinking and mishap-prone son.
NOTES: Eclipsed only by Palmy Days as the biggest ticket-seller in Australia in 1932. Counting revivals and re-issues up to 1980, On Our Selection has probably exceeded the Goldwyn picture's box-office takings four or five times over - though this comparison is a bit unfair to Palmy Days since that picture was never re-circulated in Australia after its original release.
Locations near Penrith, New South Wales.
COMMENT: This rural farce has some curiosity value as an example of primitive film-making, but it has little else to recommend it though it will probably still delight the yokel trade. The film editing is jerky, caused by the director's failure to shoot proper matching shots, there is no background music except under old silent-type titles, the continuity is abrupt, the acting over-ripe and directorial style almost non-existent except for a remarkably effective instance of double exposure. Location photography helps, though the technical quality is surprisingly variable.
