Raul Marques’s review published on Letterboxd:
"I'm so tired of being alone that I can't even stand my own company".
Oh thanks 1928 movie that I randomly decided to watch, that was exactly what I needed today.
A narratively slight, excitingly directed unusual early romantic comedy that's a little bit more interested in the mundane as opposed to the fantastic, that, of course, despite the fact that plenty of delightfully heightened sequences make up the bulk of its breezy 70 minutes. Not something essential, but thoroughly engaging for what it's discreetly exploring thematically, as well as its experimentation of tinted photography, modern editing and sparse dialog.