Pobre Tenorio

A far funnier film than I was led to believe. All Keaton fans usually hate the Metro movies, but there are delights here. Reginald Denny makes an excellent farceur and the inimitable Charlotte Greenwood is a surprisingly good match with Keaton. They have some exhausting physical scenes with each other and somehow, it clicks. Buster undergoes more punishment in these pictures than the ones he wrote and directed. It is almost as if someone at MGM decided that masochism was what made him funny. Nevertheless, he manages to shine as a timid soul who turns himself into a very enthusiastic lover. The film is "stagey" in that it keeps at times to a rendering very much like a proscenium theatre. It's fast. And fun.