A man enters from rear stage, uncloaks and, dressed in a white leotard, proceeds to perform a series of contortions.
It's still early days for Edwin S. Porter, even though in two years he would direct THE GREAT TRAIN ROBBERY; man does not live by robbery alone, and so the year he made this movie, he directed thirty-three in total.... probably less than an hour of screen time, though, so don't feel sorry for his breakneck pace. Eight years later, D.W. Griffith would direct about 80 or ninety movies a year, and do the job while fighting with his bosses. Him you can sympathize with.
This movie, you can enjoy the contortionist. He's a good one.
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