Arriving at Preston's ranch, Haines ties his horse securely to the hitching rail.
Leaving, a minute later, he mounts the now un-secured, untied horse.
When the dwarves are playing their musical instruments, the guy playing the cello gets his bow stuck in the strings and has to fight like mad to get it out.
But the music continues.
When Buck Lawson stops the stage coach and then drives it away, he leaves his horse behind.
I differ from critics who think the flick demeans little people. Instead I think the hour humanizes the little folks beyond whatever initial curiosity and strangeness there might be.
*Spoiler/plot- The Terror of Tiny Town, 1938. In a frontier town, the cattle rustlers re-ignite a range war between two old rival cattle ranch foes by lies and intrigue.
This film is a genuine novelty. The film has been put together as a straightforward B-Western as produced in the late 1930s.
Prolific B-movie director Sam Newfield helmed this serviceable outdoors oater "The Terror of Tiny Town" with a cast completely consisting of vertically challenged tykes. Actually, this musical western is the first all-midget cowboy musical done during the era of the singing cowboys.
This film borders on being as offensive of some John Water's earliest films. It is as politically incorrect as a production can be, stereotypes midgets, gives one the impression of a town run by five year old kids.
The novelty value of a tale of little people in the big country quickly wears off thanks to an otherwise dull and routine production. The songs are catchy but weird (and at times a little creepy) and the whole thing has a Bugsy Malone feel to it, as if the actors were kids rather than diminutive adults.
Brief curiosity (though politically incorrect) from an era where the idea of producing a low budget western, with musical ambitions, with a cast entirely comprised by "Jed Buell's Midgets" wasn't completely preposterous, let alone actually executing the deed. It's only natural that somebody who wants to see "The Terror of Tiny Town" isn't worried about the plot and it shouldn't.
This film isn't that original. It's your typical 1930s style Western musical of the singing cowboy variety from director Sam Newfield.
This would be a quite conventional Western from the 30's and 40's if it were not played by an all-midget cast. There is the good and charming white-hat cowboy who struggles against the mischievous plans of the black-hat villain.
