Tramp, Tramp, Tramp
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Time Out saysLangdon's first venture into features has echoes of Harold Lloyd (when our hero is dangling helplessly over the edge of a cliff), and concludes with a raging typhoon reminiscent of Keaton's natural disasters, but the bulk of the gags are wholly individual. Langdon enters a cross-continent walk to boost the local brand of footwear; Joan Crawford is the girl he can hug only if he crosses the finishing line first. After many strange convolutions, he does so.