Thursday, June 05, 2003

Seven Chances (1925)

Between this and Bananas, I nearly killed myself laughing last Sunday. This magnificent treasure of a film from the prodigious mind of Buster Keaton has few, if any, equals in the annals of comedy. In scenes like the famed boulder-dodging finale, Keaton brings physical comedy to levels it has yet to return to. In a word, exhilarating; while I haven't yet decided whether I like this more than Sherlock Jr., I think I'm starting to see why a lot of people prefer Keaton to Chaplin.

Grade: A

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