Charlie Chaplin (1951)

cc 104 size, goose-stepping German officer carries on an inspection, consisting mainly of kicks. Back in Charlie's trench, he and the sergeant enjoy "a quiet lunch" during a shelling. Charlie is told to make himself at home as his helmet bounces around with the detonations. Later Charlie is standing guard in pouring rain, dreaming of home. In a split screen effect we see, on the left, a New York street scene dissolving to a bartender serving drinks. As Charlie smiles, the vision fades back to the muddy trench. The guard is changed, and the miserable soldier marches to his bed and lies down — all in rhythm. A postman brings "news from home." Charlie rushes forward, only to hear everybody's name called but his own. Sitting on his bunk, he leans disconsolately on his elbow. As Sid and another soldier open food packages, Charlie, refusing snacks offered by his buddies, nibbles the cheese in his trap. Sauntering outside, moodily he looks over the shoulder of a man reading a letter and reacts vicariously as if it were his own, smiling when the other man smiles, or registering concern. He leans forward for a closer look, smiles again — until the soldier glares and moves away. The mailman returns, "This must be yours." Charlie frantically opens his package — to extract dog biscuit and limburger cheese. Protecting himself with a gas mask, he tosses the cheese like a grenade across No Man's Land into the enemy trenches. It lands on the face of the little German officer just as he is toasting their early arrival in Paris. "Bedtime" finds the little dugout half filled with water. Only the sergeant's head and his feet, with a frog perched on one of them, show above the water. Charlie lifts his pillow out of the water, to fluff it before he lies down, then pulls the sopping blanket over him. The sergeant's snoring is so effective that when Charlie scoops water over to his open mouth, a geyser results. Splashing back