There seem to be two sets of film makers at work on this short: one is Harry Langdon and Harry Edwards, one of his lead collaborators from his Mack Sennett days. The two of them manage a few real Harry Langdon moments, when the pixilated Harry -- actually, here he seems permanently soused -- is befuddled by the modern world, in the form of a telephone hooked up to the electricity line and the toaster to the telephone jack. If you are a fan of Harry Langdon's style of comedy -- and I am -- then you will enjoy this movie for those moments.
And therefore you will hate it for its loud, cheap, painful Jules White setting of random violence and Elsie Ames -- a talented contortionist who worked well with Buster Keaton in a couple of his Columbia shorts, because she could take a fall very well, but here she's just annoying.
So should you see this? If you're a Harry Langdon fanatic, yes, for those few brief moments. But otherwise, no.
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