It's the late 1930's and internal combustion mechanisation is taking over from horsepower. This is a road trip of a man and his horse but it could have been so much better, especially the middle section of the film which contributes little. Fascinating from a rural viewpoint as horses, and workers, become obsolete but the acting is rather wooden with poor continuity - it feels as if it was staged by a team used to making silent films, often with exaggerated acting, which of course had also recently become obsolete. Its attitude towards women is also typical of the period.
Review of Song of the Road
