I remember seeing an interview with a fella who had
interviewed Harold Lloyd well after his days as a film star, and he said that
Lloyd was kind of boring and that the experience had been like talking with
your stereotypical Rotarian. Dull, maybe, but I bet he wasn’t unlikeable, at
least if he shared any traits with his Glasses Character. Glasses was usually
shy and nerdy but, when the chips were down, capable and reliable.
In Girl Shy,
Harold Meadows lives and apprentices with his Uncle Jerry (Richard Daniels).
They are tailors in Little Bend (“as you rip so shall they sew”) and mending
ladies’ dresses is as close to any girl as Harold, who suffers with a terrible
stutter when he’s nervous, can come. He’s a figure of fun and none of the gals
has taken the trouble to get to know him.
Ah, but these still waters run deep. Behind the
community’s back, Harold is studying womankind and writing a book about his
discoveries. “He was so afraid of girls,” the titles tell us, “that he made a
secret study of them, and the more he studied them the more he feared them.”
When he has a few days off, he intends to take the manuscript of “The Secret of
Making Love” to a publisher in the big city.
The book instructs young men on the best methods for
conquering different types of girls, the types being suggested by movie clichés.
We see a couple of these chapters acted out. #15—My Vampire. Here Harold
recommends indifference. A Theda Bara burlesque follows. When the vamp (an
uncredited Nola Dolberg) threatens to kill herself with a dagger, Harold hands
her a scimitar instead. #16—My Flapper. This time Harold uses the cave man approach
while an uncredited Judy King gives us a wild Clara Bow.
On the train into the city, Harold meets the lovely
and wealthy Mary Buckingham (Jobyna Ralston) when he rescues her dog from being
thrown off. Of course he is immediately smitten by Mary, who is being pursued
for marriage by the cad Ronald DeVore (Carlton Griffin) who is already married
but prepared to forget it if Mary will only say “Yes!”
Other complications ensue when Harold’s book is read
aloud in the publisher’s office and the women all go into hysterics. The
publisher rejects the manuscript and the would-be author, too ashamed of
himself to declare his love for Mary, pushes her away. She then accepts DeVore.
On the day of the marriage, Harold learns that his book is going to be
published after all (as deliberate humor with the new title “The Boob’s Diary")
and of DeVore’s treachery. Or lechery. Or both. And the film ends with a
terrific chase sequence as Harold rushes to the chapel to prevent the I-Dos,
utilizing cars, trolleys, horses, horse pulled wagons, motorcycles, and anything
else he can find that will get him from here to there in a hurry. The rescue at
the altar was pretty obviously a major inspiration for a similar moment in The Graduate (1967).
The film is fast and funny, with an emphasis on
romance over gags. It’s never dull and not for a moment will you think you’re
watching a Rotarian.
The pictures was produced by Lloyd and directed by Fred
C. Newmeyer and Sam Taylor. Taylor, Tim Whelan and Ted Wilde concocted the
story and the titles were written by Thomas J. Gray.
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