starring Harry Langdon and Priscilla Bonner
November 1926

Marching into stardom with "Tramp, Tramp, Tramp," Harry Langdon's second laugh-provoker firmly establishes the wistful comedian in the front ranks of the screen's mirth-makers. Watch out, Charlie and Harold!

It's a grand and glorious laugh from the start to the finish. It begins with one laugh overlaping the other. Chuckles are swept into howls. Howls creep into tears -- and by that time, you're ready to be carried out. And we don't mean maybe!

The story runs along at a merry gait with Langdon keeping pace with his clever pantomime. Wait and see his interpretation of a cold. Gertrude Astor is outstanding as a big-blonde-mama vamp.

Don't be selfish. Treat the whole family.

starring Harry Langdon and Priscilla Bonner
December, 1926

Perhaps we have no funny bone. We can't have, for while the audience at the Mark Strand Theater were convulsed, ransacked, doubled over with mirth at Harry Langdon in "The Strong Man," we felt more like weeping over the mishaps of the futile little fellow. Actually, we neither laughed nor cried, and yet on that borderland between the two we found ourselves watching with an absorbed interest. We see him first "winning the war" by means of a bean-shooter. He would. Between shots he sentimentalizes over the letters of one Mary Brown from America. She writes that she loves him. He, of course, loves her. He is captured by a Heinie, one Zandow, the Great, Strongest Man on Earth. He is taken to America as the Great's assistant. He searches for Mary Brown on various street corners. He ­ well, yes, he does meet Mary, but how and when and where cannot be divulged until you see for yourselves. Priscilla Bonner is Mary and a particularly sensitive face she has, too. It's good entertainment, it's comedy based on truth. Whether you laugh at Harry or weep over him, don't miss seeing him.

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