“Keaton was not only beautiful in a classic, stoic way—he had also to his credit—especially in the two-reel shorts—the body of an athlete, the flexibility of a tantric genius—the peerless ass of something painted. Keaton, in the silents, radiated sex. And it was to his credit—still is—that he does so seamlessly: his was a modest sexuality, whose understatement called attention to the thing it sought to hide. In this case, a perfect body coupled with a sensitive, downtrodden spirit, a somewhat quirkier version of the Everyman, whose hour-and-a-half long documentaries of public humiliation were the joy of millions back in the day—that is, the millions who weren’t just watching it for his ass” read the full article here
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