Time for the big horse race. We drop in on the fillies, who gossip in New York accents. That's followed by a pre-race fashion parade. In both of these, Maggie doesn't join in; she runs ...
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Time for the big horse race. We drop in on the fillies, who gossip in New York accents. That's followed by a pre-race fashion parade. In both of these, Maggie doesn't join in; she runs every year, but suffers from hay fever. The actual race is run, and Maggie is far back in the field. The other horses hear it's going to be a photo finish, though, and they all come to an abrupt stop and pose except Maggie, who keeps running and wins the race. Written by
Jon Reeves <firstname.lastname@example.org>
1937's triple-crown winning horse, War Admiral's name was mentioned, by commentator. War Admiral was the fourth triple-crown winner, at horse racing. The three before War Admiral (in 1937) were Sir Barton in 1919, Gallant Fox in 1930 and Omaha in 1935. See more »
Gallopin' Gals takes all the tired, predictable jokes with the premise 'fillies are just like teenage girls' you can think of and wraps them into a 7-minute cartoon taking place on a race track. (Case in point: "I suppose he still gives her that old line about a woman's place is in the stable.") The horses talk about their guy problems, they gossip about other fillies, and they are worried that they will not look good when photographed.
I will admit that the coloration is appealing to the eye, there are a few vaguely amusing lines (- "But they say she's good on a muddy track." "Why not? She's been slinging it for years."), and the excited narrator does a fine job during the final race, but overall, Gallopin' Gals is quite dire, and far from the best 40s cartoons I have seen.
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