Charlie Chaplin (1951)

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cc 112 camera follows the herd along the country lane and, through focusing on Charlie's funny walk, the low backlighting casts shadows and fringing radiance, a picturesque rather than comic effect. Charlie has no luck getting the cows back in formation. He adds to his troubles by mistaking the back of a certain stout citizen for one of his strays. One of the cows straggles into the church as the miserly boss is addressing a meeting. Charlie's hilarious efforts to coax the cow out fail and the wrathful boss threatens dire revenge. Finally Charlie jumps on the animal's back and steers her out, but for a longer and wilder ride than he intended, the cow making it impossible for him to dismount. It is the ungovernable cow herself who attends to the dismounting. She bucks and Charlie sails overboard into a brook. Knocked unconscious, Charlie is the beneficiary of a dream rescue by a bevy of beautiful wood nymphs — four lovely, bare-limbed maidens in filmy Greek costumes. They perform a sylvan dance in the pastoral woodland setting. Charlie joins them, twisting his hair into a Pan coiffure and piping through a daisy. Charmingly he burlesques the classic Greek dance a la Ballet Russe, with Nijinskite leaps and grotesque poses. Parts of it are virtually straight ballet which is danced with notable grace. But even in dreams bad luck pursues Charlie. He stumbles into a bed of cactus — which accelerated his tempo, giving his dancing a delirous bacchanalian effect. His efforts to remove the prickles while maintaining his bland smile and keeping in step with his lovely partners, are richly amusing. The dance over, Charlie resumes his place in a flower bed where the maidens tend him. But, alas, the dream fades; Charlie regains consciousness; and the fair maidens bulge out into worldly creatures, headed by the vengeful boss, who pull him out of the brook with a rope.