Buster Keaton was one of the greatest motion picture performers in the history of motion pictures.
One reason was his athleticism, allowing him to do hilarious stunts, and his timing, as exemplified in "The General," and his dead-pan face that still portrayed an emotion.
In this short film, he uses all of those skills and abilities and still gets upstaged by Luke the Dog for much of the movie.
His female co-star is as cute as anyone could be, and we could only wish she had been around even longer.
Al St. John, later known as "Fuzzy," is here, uncredited, very briefly, and a "pastor" is not given his real name even here at IMDb, which is quite unusual.
Buster Keaton was always great, and sometimes, in fact often in his talkies, was greater than his script.
Here, he was star, co-director and co-writer, and everything came together very well.
I saw this in a TCM Sunday Night Silent, and am grateful to that network, which has, I'm sad to say, deteriorated in quality in recent months, showing an awful lot of very non-classic movies. TCM begins to redeem itself, though, with such films as "The Scarecrow." I recommend "The Scarecrow," and hope you get to see it next time it plays.
