This is a rather disturbing film in many ways. Usually Buster Keaton (and other comics of the age) played likable people or at worst, tricksters. However, I knew "this wasn't your grandpa's Keaton film" right at the beginning. That's because Buster tries robbing everyone in a saloon. Then, moments later he comes home and sees his wife with another man and murders them both! Then, he realizes it's the wrong house and walks away with little apparent remorse! Huh?!?!? Well, it continues along a similar vein, as Buster is just a jerk--trying to steal another man's woman, hurt people for no apparent reason, etc. By then, I thought the only way this movie could be explained was if it all turned out to be a dream (and I HATE this sort of resolution). Well, at the end, that's what it turned out to be! A truly unusual and not particularly nice Keaton vehicle--funny of course, but too cruel to allow it to be better.