When cinemas gather thousands of visitors at the next comic book adaptation of another brutal heroes, when people on the streets are concerned about the global financial crisis or some terrible news from another part of the world, when from every closest radio and TV-set political dirt is “pouring”, when you are in a bad mood, and terrible insomnia bothers you, when a disgusting weather sets in, only the Little Tramp can take you out of this vicious circle and for an hour give you a true extract of positive feelings. It is hard to believe – year 1925. It Continue reading...