Directed by: Buster Keaton
Starring: Buster Keaton, Edward F. Cline, Virginia Fox
Remember a couple days ago when I mentioned that some old silent film comedian probably did a much better, more creative version of the Parent Trap thing with the split-screen same actor twice? Welp.
The first half of this film is a dream sequence in which Buster Keaton puts on a show for himself. He is everybody. He’s the guys dancing on the stage, he’s the orchestra, he’s even the audience. And it looks fucking INSANE. Finally, Keaton wakes up and we find that he’s a stagehand who’s helping put on a show. Also, he’s apparently dating one of a pair of twins (again, just one woman) that he keeps mistaking for the other, and there’s a bit where he loses a monkey and he has to dress up and act like one in its place. Turns out, Buster Keaton is a goddamn amazing monkey impersonator.
Just like with Sherlock Jr., I was incredibly impressed with the combination of advanced film technology and perfectly-timed, brilliant silent comedy. There’s pretty much only one thing for me to do now, I gotta find me a good collection of Buster Keaton films. Either that, or I guess I could go and gather them individually, but that’s WOOOORK. NOOOOOO. BAAAAAAD.