from FLYING DEUCES (1939).

On Laurel and Hardy: “I love them. They are children at play. There are times when their slapstick is rent with uncontrollable lyricism and collapses into heaven and death. I doubt whether audiences here in the unassuming rue du Poilu, ready to laugh at the least sign of nobility or suffering, can appreciate the magic charm of these two American clowns.” — Jean Cocteau