After narrowly escaping the cops who try to nab him for flirting, George sees a want ad for a roller skating instructor. He gets the job, but he can't skate.
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George LeRoi Clarke’s elastic mug arrives like a flicker of nitrate lightning—half-huckster, half-holy fool—framed by intertitles that crackle with the sarcasm of a cabaret emcee. One moment he’s flattening himself against brickwork while whistles shrill behind him; the next he’s ogling a rink poster whose curlicued p...


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" George LeRoi Clarke’s elastic mug arrives like a flicker of nitrate lightning—half-huckster, half-holy fool—framed by intertitles that crackle with the sarcasm of a cabaret emcee. One moment he’s flattening himself against brickwork while whistles shrill behind him; the next he’s ogling a rink poster whose curlicued promise—“Instructor Wanted, Skating Elegance Our Creed”—might as well be a death warrant signed in Comic Sans. The joke, savage and sweet, is that the man cannot stand upright on ei..."


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