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successful. The fat man was a great admirer of Keaton, of whom he said, "He uses the exact opposite technique that I use. Buster captures an audience with his dead-pan expression and I have to do it with exaggerated grimaces and grins." Actually, they both repeated the same general theme over and over. Their bumbling inadequacies got them into ridiculous situations, and some twist of good fortune rescued them in the end. Audiences never tired of the plot.
Arbuckle's closest friend was his agent, Lou Anger. Lou drew $1000 a week of his client's $5000, twice what an agent is permitted to take today. But the comic never complained. It was Anger who had made the fabulous deal with Joseph Schenck, his boss, and he felt the agent was worth every nickel he got. Besides, Arbuckle had endless sources of income, taxes were modest and, no matter how he tried, he couldn't possibly spend all he earned.
The comic liked to play an occasional game of poker, and he insisted Anger play too. Friends suspected Arbuckle wanted Anger to play for one reason. When Arbuckle would rake in a big pot, he'd make a big show of giving Anger 10 percent, or the usual agent's fee. Though the joke paled after a while, the others laughed politely. Arbuckle never ceased to enjoyed the gesture. Once he told Anger, Til bet I've given you $10,000 out of my poker pots and I'm beginning to wonder if it's that funny. But what the hell, it's a small laugh anyway."
The comic was seldom alone, but it was rumored that when he was he drank and got sloppily sentimental over Minta. It was his decision to leave her, and he could have had her back with a snap of his finger. But he preferred to torch dramatically for her instead.
One letter he wrote her in 1921 (he was 34 years old) read in part: "Love is a whisper, a scent, a delicate thing, unable to survive when crowded with words and people and actions. Apart, I adore you and my love for you is rich and growing." There were those who said the state of love enthralled him but the object of his love was a vision, not a person. And not Minta.
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