Oh Doctor!

Oh Doctor (1917)

** 1/2 (out of 4)

Dr. Fatty gets in trouble when a woman he flirts with turns out to be a thief with his wife's jewelry on her mind. The best aspect is Buster Keaton playing Fatty's son and being constantly abused by daddy.

His Wedding Night (1917)

** (out of 4)

Fatty once again has to fight for the woman he wants to marry. Going through these films in order I've noticed that each one basically has the same storyline and always has a food fight. This is getting a tad bit boring but Buster Keaton has a small role and brings some laughs.

Out West (1918)

*** (out of 4)

Spoof of the western genre has Fatty Arbuckle landing in a small town being over run by thugs. Buster Keaton plays the timid sheriff. There are minor laughs throughout the film but it really works due to its wonderful charm and the fact that the spoofs work for westerns even made within the past few decades. There's some off colored racial humor, which might insult some.

Though much of it is rather silly, "Oh Doctor!" has some good material too, and it is generally entertaining. The story is goofy and implausible, but it is told and played with verve by a pretty good cast. 'Fatty' Arbuckle plays a pretty disreputable character who is not really sympathetic, yet Arbuckle's good-natured energy is enough to make you hope that things will turn out all right for "Dr. Fatty". Buster Keaton's performance as the doctor's son (mostly a foil for 'Fatty') is rather interesting, because it is the exact opposite of the stoic manner that he adopted in his own later pictures - his performance here is even more exaggerated than in some of the other short features he made with Arbuckle.

The story hops around between a number of settings, and without a good cast it might not have worked very well. But the different settings do give rise to some worthwhile comedy material. There are a good number of Arbuckle/Keaton shorts that are better, but "Oh Doctor!" is still worth seeing if you enjoy the lively antics of Arbuckle & company.

A rare opportunity to see the great Stoneface Buster Keaton bawling like a kid as the put-upon son of Doctor Roscoe Arbuckle is the only reason to visit this otherwise below-par comedy. Arbuckle's character is the kind of perfidious bully possessing no redeeming features that would be the villain in most films, and yet he receives no kind of come-uppance. This might have been forgivable if the humour was of a high standard, but there is very little here to raise even a smile.

An impulsive doctor takes his small family to the horse track for a bit of front-row excitement. Overhearing a hot gambling tip, he dumps his savings into a losing bet and swiftly tumbles into the manipulative paws of a crooked married couple. This nasty pair does their best to remove him from what's left of his estate, though they're really just as fundamentally inept as their quarry.

I wasn't feeling this one. The plot is transparent from the start, the constant shifts in scenery limit the crew's opportunities for ad-libbed laughs and Buster Keaton is wasted in an ill-fitting role as the doc's irritating young son. The story gets more direction than usual, given the age, genre and format, but that comes at the expense of the free-wheeling humor that is Arbuckle and Keaton's mutual forte. Nobody bats a thousand.

Roscoe Arbuckle plays a rude family man who argues bitterly with his wife and pushes around his young son (played by a twenty-one year old Buster Keaton!). When he is lured in by a greedy vamp who, along with her thieving cohort played by Al St. John, his wife's jewels are endangered, in addition to Arbuckle's own finances, which are all at stake in a horse race.

Oh Doctor! is one of Arbuckle's stronger efforts, with more of a coherent plot and character-based gags. Arbuckle plays a truly horrendous person, which is funny in a dark way. Al St. John seems to be a love or hate performer in my circles, but he's great here as the scheming conman. Folks used to Buster Keaton's stoic manner will be shocked to see him mug so here, crying and laughing and whining with his mouth gaping open at its fullest capacity. Especially hilarious when you read interviews of his from the 1950s and 1960s in which he proclaimed he could not smile in front of a camera ever. That's show business, kiddos.