Laurel and Hardy once again fall in with bad companions, agreeing to rob the home of the police chief (Anders Randolf) so the clumsy cop Edgar Kennedy can step in and arrest them in order to fix his reputation and get in good with his boss. The dumbest of plots us saved by everything that can go wrong really going wrong and Kennedy accidentally being knocked our so he can't keep his part of the bargain. Another example of how risk taking often didn't pan out well, and how early technology often made these films somewhat difficult to get through. James Finlayson makes another appearance here, again as their foe, showing his frustration as the Chief of police's caretaker in his huge home. There are some moments of comedy with their attempts to get over the wall to the chief of police's house (complete with cats, piles of garbage, and a shoe-throwing Finlayson who keeps hearing Laurel and Hardy's cat noises), but overall, soundless moments make it difficult to enjoy fully without getting restless.
Review of Night Owls
