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	_NRFPT_01_small.jpg) Escaping from prison, 
	Laurel & Hardy are picked 
	up by confederates and put on civilian clothes in the cramped quarters of a 
	car.  Out on the street, they find that each is wearing the other's 
	pants, and attempts to change clothes with each other finally lead to their 
	being stranded on the high girders of a sky-scraper.  Ultimately they 
	do manage to change pants, avoid a suspicious cop, and escape to presumably 
	permanent freedom. 
 An unusual and skilful excursion into the building-climbing comedy-thrill 
	domain of Harold Lloyd, Liberty (for years known as Criminals at 
	Large, because of bootlegged prints bearing that title) has some of 
	Laurel & Hardy's funniest material.  Pursued by cops at the beginning, 
	they slip out of their escape car as it rounds a bend, and instantly strike 
	a pose of nonchalant and approving inspection of a stationary auto, as the 
	law races by. The pants-changing routine affords them some of their choicest 
	and most risqué comedy of embarrassment, for they are forever being 
	discovered behind walls or packing crates, furtively lowering their pants.  
	A woman looks out of her apartment window at the scene below and screams.  
	A cop sees and pursues, only to lose them.  He stands bemused in front 
	of a pile of packing cases—which then descend below street level on an 
	elevator, to reveal the boys behind it, fussily trying to expedite the 
	exchange of the too-tight and too-loose pants. Discovered, Stan beams 
	broadly, innocently unaware of any dubious interpretations that could be 
	placed on their actions. Hardy, all too aware of the obvious reactions, 
	twiddles his tie, shifts his feet sheepishly, offers a coy smile and hopes 
	that no questions will be asked.
 
 At one point the pants gag seems to have been dropped in favor of a new 
	story tangent.  A cab stands waiting at a corner, and a young man and 
	his girlfriend (Jean Harlow) step into it.  But before they are fully 
	inside, the girl recoils in horror and steps back.  Out steps Oliver, hastily 
	buttoning his pants, followed by Stan.  Inspecting the inside of the 
	cab carefully this time, Miss Harlow and her escort deem it reasonably safe, 
	and get in. The pants gag is developed still further when, during one of the 
	thwarted exchanges, a lively lobster drops himself into Laurel's trousers.  
	He nips Laurel at such regular intervals that Laurel retraces his steps to 
	see what there is about that particular stretch of sidewalk that so affects 
	him!  James Finlayson, store proprietor, comes on to the street with a 
	large pile of phonograph records, pop-eyed and scowling at the audience in 
	general, defying anyone to risk defiling such an obvious slapstick prop.  
	His immediate encounter with Laurel not only demolishes his entire stock 
	within seconds, but convinces him that he is threatened by a maniac!  
	Another attempt to change the troublesome pants—this time on a construction 
	unit—where again they are discovered, by rugged he-man laborers who glare at 
	them in contempt!
 
 Liberty's last half, enacted high up on the skeleton of the skyscraper, sees 
	the pants finally changed despite the opposition of loose girders, falling 
	sandbags and a still-rampaging lobster.  It is flawlessly done, 
	technically quite up to the Harold Lloyd standards, though rather alien to 
	Laurel & Hardy's usual style.  However, the confrontation by a 
	situation of real danger permits the exploitation of Laurel-Hardy character 
	traits often untouched.  Hardy, nervous, nevertheless steels himself to 
	go to the aid of Laurel, hanging from a girder. But as he hauls him to 
	safety, his own position duplicates Laurel's; hastily he shoves his friend 
	back into jeopardy, re-establishes his own security and, then on his knees, 
	offers up a brief prayer in lieu of risking his life again!
 
    In their few prison films, Laurel & Hardy more 
	than paid for their (usually unspecified) crimes, and escapes were transient 
	things at best.  Here, however, they go scot-free, after first crushing 
	their cop-pursuer in an elevator and transforming him from a vigorous 
	six-footer to a pint-sized midget. |