"A foxtrot epidemic suddenly breaks out during the wedding."
Loved the squadron of maids who bathe, primp, and massage young Ossi (Ossi Oswalda) before she meets who she thinks is her suitor (Julius Falkenstein). He's actually just the guy's friend there just to check her out and he looks "stupid" to her, but no matter, she quickly gets married to him anyway. Hilarity, 1919 style, ensues, with underlying commentary on how spoiled the wealthy are. Some of the best scenes are those involving large numbers of people - the foxtrot in the mansion, the women duking it out with some rather interesting boxing styles, and the group of friends, including the real suitor (Harry Liedtke), drunkenly tottering through a park after a spree. It's refreshing to see the young married couple winking to one another, clearly eager to go off and consummate their marriage; it's a little funny (and disturbing) to see the father then go down to the bedroom and peek through the peephole. Ernst Lubitsch, you old devil.
Loved the squadron of maids who bathe, primp, and massage young Ossi (Ossi Oswalda) before she meets who she thinks is her suitor (Julius Falkenstein). He's actually just the guy's friend there just to check her out and he looks "stupid" to her, but no matter, she quickly gets married to him anyway. Hilarity, 1919 style, ensues, with underlying commentary on how spoiled the wealthy are. Some of the best scenes are those involving large numbers of people - the foxtrot in the mansion, the women duking it out with some rather interesting boxing styles, and the group of friends, including the real suitor (Harry Liedtke), drunkenly tottering through a park after a spree. It's refreshing to see the young married couple winking to one another, clearly eager to go off and consummate their marriage; it's a little funny (and disturbing) to see the father then go down to the bedroom and peek through the peephole. Ernst Lubitsch, you old devil.