the swinging diner
by Douglas Messerli
John Foster and George Rufle (directors) Pots and Pans / 1932 [animated cartoon]
Pots and Pans begins with an image of Tom
and Jerry’s busy little railcar diner, wherein, once again, everything is performed
in perfect synchronization (the job of Gene Rodemich) with the musical
soundtrack, the musical notes, in this case, literally floating out of out the
windows.
This short cartoon, revealing
its affinity more than all the other Tom and Jerry films I’ve seen to its roots
in “rubber hose” line drawings, begins with an infant crawling up the step into
the diner before scaling the high seat in search of a bucket of milk, which Tom
quickly provides him treating the spouts of a large cannister like they were
the tits of a milk cow.
A moment later Jerry fries up
eggs, produced directly for the birdy in a cuckoo clock, for an irate customer.
Nearby sit two men, one a clearly
effeminate dandy, the other a burly worker with a face of stubble. The
effeminate man, in a low, gruff voice demands the brute pass the salt, while
the tough-looking figure chastises him for his rude insistence in a sissy
falsetto, already bringing into question what 21st century filmmakers would
explore concerning whether or not there is such a thing as a truly “gay” voice.
Jerry, meanwhile, pounds out a large mass
of dough in time to the rhythm before shaping it into a roll, poking a pole
through one end to the other and cutting the long penile-shaped mass, again the
beat of the music, into doughnuts. A large man who looks suspiciously like
Wimpy of the Popeye cartoons sits drinking a cup of coffee; when the cooks aren’t
looking, he opens up his coat within which sit a baker’s dozen of boys who
quickly grab up the fresh doughnuts.
A quartet of angry customers pound the
table demanding soup. Tom throws out soup bowls, pours liquid into each, and shoves
them down the counter, followed by dancing spoons, as the quartet, after slurping
up a few spoonsful, break out into a tuneful ditty which Tom accompanies by
magically turning the cash register into a piano, the pots, pans, and the
frying sausages dancing along as even the stools on which the men sit transform
themselves into various sized horns.
So filled with the joy of music
is the little dining car that it picks itself up from its nearby urban setting
and leaps onto the railroad tracks. A sleek monster of a train however speeds
toward the rocking and rolling diner car resulting inevitably in a huge
collision, the train demolished while the dining car and its happy occupants
survive.
This work reflects the
musical interests of most of the Tom and Jerry cartoons, but pared down as it
is to the real essence of the series, it’s one of the very best.
Los Angeles, November 1, 2025
Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (November 2025).
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