"One Got Fat" is a 15-minute live action short film from over 50 years ago that could be called an educational movie on how to ride your bike properly by some and complete garbage by others. This was made five years before the classic "Planet of the Apes", but this is a bit of "Planet of the Apes on Bikes". I guessed this was inspired by the feature film, which would at least give an explanation for the ridiculous masks, but nope it wasn't. I cannot take this little film seriously, I wonder if the writer was on drugs when he came up with it. The writer and director is Dale Jennings and unsurprisingly this is the only credit in his filmography. The narrator is probably the only somewhat known cast member as he (Edward Everett Horton) has a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. The only reason why this little movie does not have a terrible IMDb rating as some other educational films from that era is probably that it wasn't spoofed by MST3000, which shows how most people are not really capable of making their own opinion without watching the embarrassing MST3k guys. I myself did not enjoy this movie. It's probably a blast when you're on mushrooms, but only then. Not recommended.

. . . is patterned after the classic Agatha Christie story (and corresponding films) sometimes titled AND THEN THERE WERE NONE (a.k.a., TEN LITTLE INDIANS, a.k.a., TEN LITTLE N-words). We see approximately ten members here of a local Ride Your Bike While Wearing a Monkey Mask Club setting off for a picnic. Naturally, the nerdy boy who follows all the rules has the biggest bicycle basket of the bunch. It should go without saying that all the other kids put their sack lunches into this nerd's rolling baggage bin. So as Nerd Boy rides super-cautiously toward the back of the pack, his friends commit various biking rule violations and consequently get T-Boned, steam-rolled, veered into, railroaded, man-holed, creamed, and Salad-Shootered one-by-one, until Mr. Pokey is the only one left. Though Master N's mom has no doubt prepared him a lunch of cucumber sandwiches, his chunky friends were all packing Baconators and Triple Cheeseburgers slathered in Mayo. As the title proclaims, Orville-the-Nerd eats ALL the lunches in homage to his fallen friends, gets fat (think the Blueberry Girl in Willie Wonka), and--EXPLODES!!

Absolutely hilarious. This is one of those educational films they used to show elementary and junior high aged kids in class; this one deals with encouraging kids to follow rules of safety, proper use, and care of the bicycle. It makes its point of the seriousness of safety, by indulging in humorously bizarre images and exaggeration.Enter our heroes: a bunch of monkeys bicycling together; who each in turn dramatically suffers ill consequences for a variety of foolish "what-not-to-do" blunders. These range from violating several traffic safety rules to failing to keep proper maintenance of the bike. The "collision" sequences use cartoonish sound effects and animation. I love the bulging eyes surprised looks on the monkey masks as they make their respective exits. Except for Edward Everett Horton's brightly comical narration, nobody speaks (I guess monkeys don't talk), but the body- language expressions of the hapless bike riders says it all anyway. Oddly enough, the remaining monkeys never seem to notice the disappearances, or the their own steadily declining numbers.Find it, and run it with some friends. Not to be missed.

This short film was narrated by the same guy that did "Fractured Fairy Tales" on Rocky and Bullwinkle. That's about as far as the whole "kids' short" thing goes.I saw this film a couple of times as a primary school student in Cortland, NY, around 1975-1978, and here it is now (2006) and it still gives me the creeps. If its goal was to teach bike safety, all it really succeeded in doing was to scare the bloody heck out of me and make me never want to go near a bicycle (or any lower primates) ever again. The blithe, almost gleeful, manner in which these lawbreaking bike-riders meet their bloody fates is slightly beyond macabre and and just short of satanic. For two of the ill-fated ape-boys, just before they are bumped off, they are shown with a look of horror on their faces with their eyes bulging out in panic -- not unlike you might see in a Ren and Stimpy cartoon -- except that here it is unexpected because of the low production values (special effects? in a 1963 bike safety flick?) and because it is unexpected and not for comic effect, and it is just a few frames - the image is almost subliminal. Very haunting. The end result, if you're a single-digit age viewer of a bygone era (pre Grand-Theft-Auto, etc...) such a thing might just scare the bejeezus out of you.In historical retrospect, it joins such classics as the 60s and 70s anti-drug scare films common to grade school health classes, and such foot-tapping Drivers Ed classics like Crimson Asphalt.