Review of The Cure

Charlie Chaplin's 24-minute short "The Cure", written directed and produced by the master himself as always, takes him playing an alcoholic to a health spa this time. It has his usual companions Eric Campbell, very bearded and wearing a cylinder, and Edna Purviance. Early on, we get some mindless revolving door fun, which gets a bit repetitive quickly and afterward inside the spa, as always all kinds of hilarious complications ensue, especially for Campbell's character, when Chaplin displays his usual devastating routine. He turns away Campbell's chair the the moment he wants to sit on it, so the colossus lands on his his giant butt. He jokingly kicks Campbell's plastered leg and many more. I don't think it's as funny as Chaplin's best, but if you're a fan of his, you'll probably like it. Also, besides Chaplin's comedic efforts, it includes a nice message for audiences almost 100 years ago about how devastating alcohol can be to the extent that it can possibly destroy your life and doesn't make you exactly attractive to women (Purviance here) either.