From the beginning of film slapstick, the cop on the beat has been the butt of comedy's indignities. To the average man on the street and to the average nickelodeon audience, the cop or occasionally the desk sergeant represented authority. Who saw the mayor, the governor, the president? No one. Who administered the harsh sting of the law? The cop. So if you're looking for the revenge that comedy affords, you look for a cop.
And here the cop is guilty of a grave injustice, worthy of vengeance: he has dared to kiss the sweetheart of the jeweler outside the jewelry store, where, a sign tells us, you can get your clock fixed.
The whole thing degenerates into a typical for the era comedy chase as the jeweler, fleeing the cop, runs into several people who, instead of picking up their packages and going on their ways, join the chase -- even though they don't look very angry.
So, even for this era, this wasn't an outstanding chase comedy.... just one for the catalogue so the customers wouldn't go elsewhere. But it is decently done for all that.
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