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Evening Public Ledger, Philadelphia, December 18, 1915.

„Business“ as Usual, American Duettists (concluding their

„Refined Act“), „Although We May Be Nootral We Hope You‘ll

Win The Fight, So Tell Your Friends, and Come Again

To-mor-row Night,“, Cartoon, Punch, London, September 1, 1915


„,Punch‘ Sets Seal on C. Chaplin“

Editorial content. Title: „,Punch‘ Sets Seal

      on C. Chaplin

      Still Does Chas. Cause Critics

      to Scrape – Punch Takes Off His Hat

      Many times have our most sincere critics fought over

the irrespressible Charlie Chaplin, and many people ,simply cannot stand his low methods,‘ but at last the personification of high

brow fun and humor steps forth from the shadow of war to add his

weight of opinion, and that of a staid English view, by Jove.

No less a funmaker than ,Punch‘ is on our Charlie‘s side:

       ,Whether or not Charlie Chaplin is, as is claimed for him

by certain not disinterested people, the ,funniest

man on earth,‘ I leave to others to decide. Two persons

rarely agree on such nice points, and I retire at one

from arbitrament because I don‘t know all the others. But that

he is funny is beyond question. I will swear to that.

His humor is of such elemental variety that he would make

a Tierra del Fuegan or a Bushman of Central Australia

laugh not much less than our sophistical selves. One needs no

civilized culture to appreciate the fun of the harlequinade,

and to that has Charlie, with true instinct, returned. But it is the harlequinade accelerated, intensified, toned up for the

exacting taste of the great and growing picture public. It is also

farce at its busiest, most furious. Charlie has brought

back that admirable form of humor which does not disdain the

co-operation of fisticuffs, and in which, by the way

of variety, one man is aimed at and another, too intrusive,

is hit. However long the world may last, it is safe

to say that the spectacle of one man receiving a blow meant

for another will ever be popular. Indeed, the delivery

of blows at all will ever be popular. Thus – glory be! – are

we built.‘

      ,What strikes one quickly is the realization of how much

harder Charlie works than any other of the more illustrious filmers.

He is rarely out of the picture and he gives full measure.

In the course of five minutes he receives and distributes a myriad

black eyes, a myriad falls. He kicks abundantly and is

abundantly kicked. He runs and is pursued. There is no physical indignity that he does not suffer – and inflict. In the pictures

Charlie has no immediate rival, although on the actual variety stage

I have seen several drolls very much in his tradition, which

is associated with the name of Karno. One detects the Karno

brand at once, but in Charlie Chaplin, on the synthesizing

film, it has an extra drop of nervous fluid. He has none of the

bland masterfulness of the urbane and adventurous Max

Linder; he has none of the massive repose of the late John Bunny;

he is without the resource of the Italian Polidor. He remains

a butt, or, at any rate, a victim of circumstances whom

nothing can discourage or deter. His very essence is resiliency

under difficulties, an unabashed and undefeatable front.‘

      ,By gestures rather than facial play does he gain his ends – gestures allied to acrobatic gifts of no mean order. He has

a host of comic steps, a thousand odd movements of his hands

and head, which when brought into play under domestic

or social conditions are absurdly funny. With his hat, his stick

and his cigarette he has also a vast repertory of quaint

actions; and it was a wise instinct that caused him always to

appear in the same costume. But his especial fascination

is that life finds him always ready for it – not because he is armed

by sagacity, but because he is even better armed by folly.

He is first cousin to the village idiot, a natural child of nonsense,

and, like Antaeus, every time he rises from a knockdown

blow he is the stronger.‘“

      Quoted from Punch, London, Sept. 1, 1915.


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