Plot so thin, it passes unnoticed.

Lack of good storyline.

Excellent characters with emotional depth. My wife, daughter and granddaughter all enjoyed it...and me, too! Very good movie! You won't be disappointed.

One of the most extraordinary films you will see this year. Take that as you want.

. . . in which a crook machine-guns policeman Foxy on an American street without thinking of the Dallas Cop Massacre of 2016. Inter-species hatred between rodents Foxy and his gal Roxy and an eclectic group of thugs comprised of two canines, a primate, and a machine-gunning bird show that these bomb-tossing anarchists out to monopolize America's streets through their Domestic Terrorism need to be Neutralized with Extreme Prejudice by bomb-wielding robots (such as the one used in Dallas, and the unarmed 'Bot with which Foxy rescues the kidnapped Roxy). America's current breakdown of Law & Order is predicted here by Warner Bros.' budding Looney Tunes Animation Division, which would go on to prognosticate most of America's 21st Century Calamities, Catastrophes, Cataclysms, and Apocalypti. When a rich, limousine-driving hippo lady tries to flee from a hit-and-run crash, she brazenly attempts to bribe Foxy--who quickly nails her in her tracks--with "gin and dough." As Leader Trump was quoted as saying Oct. 7, 2016, he'd have settled this skirt's hash with a real good groping. Clearly, Warner is warning the U.S. with ONE MORE TIME that only a male leader such as Foxy or Trump is capable of bailing America out of her current Moral Morass.

One of the few cartoons starring Foxy - Warner Bros. soon decided that Merrie Melodies wouldn't feature any of the stars* - casts the vulpine character as a cop. But I ask you: what cop in his right mind sticks his pistol in the front of his pants?! There are plenty of things that a guy can stick in that area, but a gun could easily deprive him of his manhood.So, this is an OK cartoon, despite the limited plot. In case you're wondering what's up with the song, for about the first six or seven years, Merrie Melodies cartoons would always take the name of a song and have the characters sing the song in one scene (hence titles like "One More Time" and "I Haven't Got a Hat"). WB ended this by the end of the '30s.*In the late '30s Elmer Fudd's prototype Egghead began appearing regularly in Merrie Melodies, followed by Sniffles, Inki, and finally Bugs Bunny.

"One More Time" is an antique cartoon: a relic from an era when sound was new and characters had huge, googly eyes adapted for a harsh world in black and white. The story is boilerplate cops and robbers, and gets its title from the song the characters sing throughout its length. And it's a very hot song: a jazzy, cautionary tale that would have been at home in any burlesque house or gambling backroom. Brave Officer Foxy represents law and order, and he doggedly pursues the baddies in a Prohibition-age world of rubbery menace where the entire cast sways and bounces to the music's devilish rhythm. The animation team of Hugh Harman, Rudolf Ising and "Friz" Freleng produced three Merrie Melodies starring Foxy, and "One More Time" is their meanest. In 1931 they were still walking in Disney's footsteps, so their thugs are jowly, scruffy lowlifes of uncertain species (presumably canine), whereas Foxy wears a resemblance to a certain rodent who will go nameless here. The toon's simple plot gets personal when the thugs abduct girlfriend Roxy, but Foxy rescues her and corrals the fleeing toughs straight to the jailhouse. As he padlocks the door, the angry jailbirds deliver the song's finale through the barred windows. In triumph, our hero assumes centerstage and takes his bows while Roxy looks on dreamily. However, the cocky officer ought to be watching his back, because a baddie has emerged from a manhole with a machine gun. Foxy takes one bow too many and presents a perfect target for the mug who opens fire. With a cry of "Yeowwww!" that lasts to the closing fade, poor Foxy throws up his arms and grinds his backside helplessly on the pavement as the mug spanks him with gunfire. The moral: "Crime does not pay, but getting the last laugh does."

Foxy's hour upon the stage was a brief one, perhaps three cartoons, for reasons both obvious and not so clear. The Foxy cartoons are entertaining enough, but not overly so. I suspect Foxy was a wee bit too much like a certain rodent for the studio's taste and comfort for him to continue on for very long. Rumors persist that Foxy left Warner Brothers and struck it rich wildcatting in the Texas oil fields, but this has not been confirmed. It is hoped that his life was a happy one once retired from the screen. Worth watching. Recommended for fans of black and white cartoons.