Saw this for the first time today, and on 35. What it might lack in timing it more than makes up for in frenzy and sheer spectacle. The whole climbing sequence at the end is truly perfect.
Lloyd doesn’t appear to rely on crafting a distinct persona, neither opting entirely for buffoonish slapstick, jaw-droppingly elaborate physical comedy or stone-faced deadpan - though he displays elements of all three, to be sure. His M.O. here comprises just as much of creative visual gags, as well as cheeky writing - including within intertitles - all the while following his antics while on Struggle Street in the big city. And they’re all funny, and just really charming - a lot of fun to be had here, across its entire length - a pleasure.
Harold Lloyd's classic comedy about a young man who heads to the big city to make his fortune before getting married, is a textbook example of silent comedy. While not as famous perhaps as Charlie Chaplin and Buster Keaton, Lloyd's death defying stunts have left us with some of cinema's most iconic imagery. One of the marvels of the silent era.