That Was Then...
The leading ladies of Max Linder's French films displayed a formidable screen
presence that not only transcended their limited roles, but also transcends time: fashions change, but style is
...This Is Now
With some mild darkie humor, a cop chase, and a Mary Pickford-wannabe (Max's strangest looking love interest since
"In Love With The Bearded Woman"), this was an obvious effort to climb aboard the American comedy gravy train.
A bit sad to see a unique talent reduced to imitating a simpler style, in a doomed attempt not to be left behind (like a great bebopper
playing top-40). Watching the dapper Max on screen first lose his suitcase, then his wallet, and ending in jail as the scratch-bitch for a
fleabag thug, we can only wonder what Linder felt about his own off-screen fortunes as he penned this tale of decline.