....and I would be wrong. Well, it's not the first time. It seems that Marguerite Clayton is on the warpath against sin, and when a man can't buy himself a pint of cheap rye to go, or rob a stage coach without some consarned nosy female in gingham raising a fuss, then it's time for a man to take his Gabby Hayes imitation and move on.
Although women hadn't gotten the national vote just yet, it was on the horizon, and a bunch of unworkable proposals to make people better, like Prohibition and Daylight Savings would follow in short order. While his vehicles ran the gamut from rowdy comedies to black melodramas, Broncho Billy Anderson was rarely a satirist, but this falls pretty much in his wheelhouse of movies and offers some sardonic comments on what it takes to actually reform a bad 'un.
Although women hadn't gotten the national vote just yet, it was on the horizon, and a bunch of unworkable proposals to make people better, like Prohibition and Daylight Savings would follow in short order. While his vehicles ran the gamut from rowdy comedies to black melodramas, Broncho Billy Anderson was rarely a satirist, but this falls pretty much in his wheelhouse of movies and offers some sardonic comments on what it takes to actually reform a bad 'un.
