Chaplin has a preternatural ability for the roller skate. It is like a smooth chaos as he trips his opponent and casually orbits the ensuing blunder. As always, I get the biggest hoot from the wonderful selection of facial hair, this one being the cook with the scraggly gold miner beard. It has been nice watching these shorts but a little diversity is due. Or perhaps the features by Chaplin are on the horizon?
An earlier, less advanced short from Chaplin's Mutual period, with a much less robust plot (or rather, premise) than what would come later. A lot of it is mayhem for its own sake, but Chaplin on skates is a sight to see, and it's charming to watch him set up a handful of separate plot threads and have them all come crashing together. Poor Eric Campbell…I hope he and Margaret Dumont went out for drinks sometime.