If Charlie Chaplin was not the stuntman, exhibitionist Buster Keaton was or the hard working everyman Harold Lloyd was, he surely made us cry the most.
“The Kid,” by far his most famous feature film firmly rooted in the silent era, is a lovely mix of sympathetic pathos and devilish slapstick.
Yet for as much as Chaplin made us feel, he was the kind of director and performer that could get a laugh from the idea of throwing a baby into a sewer. Continue reading “The Kid (1921)”