Harry Carey is a soft-hearted sheriff who switches identities with an incarcerated criminal so that said criminal’s pretty sister (Mildred Harris, yay!) will not know of her brother’s disgrace. Before you can say “Luke and Leia” poor Harry has fallen for his “sister” and all sorts of complications follow.Continue reading “Fun Size Review: Beyond the Border (1925)”
Looking for silent film recommendations but tired of the same old same old? This is the list for you! We’re going into uncharted territory with a selection of undeservedly obscure silent films that all but guarantee you a delightful evening’s entertainment.
Some people with smallpox just refuse to be quarantined, which is plumb inconsiderate of them if you ask me. Harry Carey feels the same way in Beyond the Border, a cute little western comedy.
Look, I know there are times when you have to go out with a cold. The world doesn’t stop just because you are sick. But I really have a problem with people going about and lavishly hacking up their germs all over everyone else. Stop that! It’s gross.
Harry Carey is trying to shoo away a fellow who may or may not have smallpox in the adorable western romantic comedy, Beyond the Border. I think I may have to make use of a newspaper and try out this line next time someone with a runny nose decides they just have to talk to me in the produce department.
(You can read my review of Beyond the Border here.)
A fun little genre mashup that is half-romantic comedy, half-western. You think it’s hard getting people to sit down for a silent movie? Honey, you ain’t seen nothing until you have tried to get them to watch a silent western. This movie is an ideal ambassador. It’s good-natured, fast-paced and leading man Harry Carey is as charming as can be.
Continue reading “Beyond the Border (1925) A Silent Film Review”
Sometimes silent movies have a title card that just makes me lose it. This is one such card. It’s from the 1925 Harry Carey western comedy vehicle entitled Beyond the Border. The whole movie is quite droll (Carey is a charmer) but this throwaway gag involving quarantines and strawberry allergies is the best part of the film.
(In case you are curious, Carey gets locked in a quarantined hotel because the goofy town doc diagnosed one of the guests with smallpox. It turns out that the poor man just had a strawberry allergy and is none too pleased about being locked up sans pants.)
The film is the sort of thing James Garner would make nearly half a century later. Will definitely be reviewing it soon. Plus, I’m just wild about Harry.