STRAND

Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 873, 17 January 1930, Page 15

STRAND

“WELCOME DANGER” After many pictures of murder and tragical deaths, it is really good to see a Harold Lloyd production, such as “Welcome Danger,” now at the Strand Theatre, where one can laugh wholeheartedly, knowing that no one means to die however many cracks they get on the skull. This is really a great picture for that kind of thing. Harold’s adventures in the police station, where he gets the whole place gummed up making finger prints, are full of laughs, and the great point about Lloyd is, that however deplorable a fool he may seem to be, we know that eventually he is going to turn out trumps besides the many little triumphs he has on the way. Barbara Kent is a jolly little girl with an infectious smile, and the sequences done with her in the motorcar in the country have a charm of their own, and indeed that part forms quite a good little picture, apart from the rest alone, being equal to what many producers would consider good value for our money. Harold Lloyd always, gives a good measure, pressed down and running over, so that we get a big remainder of the film in a wildly exciting series of incidents in Chinatown, where Harold and Patrick Clancy, the young cop (Noah Young), pass through a riot of rough-house experiences that never allow the audience to “let up” on its one long roar of laughter. We like Harold’s voice, it is unusually clear and easy to follow, and there is something boyishly whimsical in the light heart than can think of the candle-on-the-tortoise incident. Hats off to Harold Lloyd for all the fun he brings.