Lesser Buster Keaton comedy which is true to his usual formula but lacks the sort of innovative concept that made Sherlock Jr. so special a year earlier. This time the Great Stoneface leaves the hustle of the big city to be a cowboy.
So there is a collection of visual gags out on the ranch. And it’s true that no-one could take a nosedive like Buster, but it’s still a man falling off a horse. The typical bashful romance is replaced by an attraction to… a cow! He really has no eyes for the farmer’s daughter (Kathleen Myers).
Which conveys a touch of the surreal. For the action finale the novice cowhand drives a herd of cattle through Los Angeles to market- to meet a contract and save the day. It looks like the crew went to a lot of trouble, but it’s not one of Keaton’s better set pieces.
Eventually he borrows from the Keystone Kops, which suggests a lack of inspiration. There is an impression that all of this could have been done well enough as a short. Still, even a minor Buster Keaton comedy is superior to most of his contemporaries.