Once I read the plot line for this Andy Clyde comedy short, I knew I had seen it before and immediately thought of W. C. Fields. You can't really take an hour long movie and make sense of it by cutting it down to two reels. The wife, mother-in-law and brother-in-law are walking human monsters, with no redeeming values, and as a fan of character actress Minerva Urecal, felt sorry for her having to take on such a harridan, battleaxe role that has no layers.
Clyde wants to skip work and go to the fights, but his snoopy, controlling wife finds the hidden money and turns it over to her brother for his dental work. At work, Clyde (like W. C. Fields) keeps truly messy files, but only he knows where to find things, and gets out of work by claiming that Urecal died. Of course, he's caught, fired, and flies right off that flying trapeze right into the doghouse at home. Amusing comic bits don't neccetate a good film, more detailed and layered in Fields' 1935 classic.
Clyde wants to skip work and go to the fights, but his snoopy, controlling wife finds the hidden money and turns it over to her brother for his dental work. At work, Clyde (like W. C. Fields) keeps truly messy files, but only he knows where to find things, and gets out of work by claiming that Urecal died. Of course, he's caught, fired, and flies right off that flying trapeze right into the doghouse at home. Amusing comic bits don't neccetate a good film, more detailed and layered in Fields' 1935 classic.