Introduction

I've decided to start a blog dedicated to my all-time favorite comedian, actor, director, inventor, magician, and genius (one often in slapshoes and a flat hat): Buster Keaton.

Buster Keaton is my favorite of the silent comedians, and tops my list of all-time favorite comedians. Too many people assume that because Buster's movies are silent, in black-and-white, and made in the 20s, they must be slow, boring, and/or too dated to be relative or relatable to modern viewers. Not true. His movies were in fact quite visionary and ahead of their time.

His life was incredibly interesting, as well: his godfather was Harry Houdini; he was being thrown around the Vaudeville stage before other kids learned their times tables; he survived a crushed finger, split head, and a ride in a cyclone all in one day, as an infant; he invented crazy contraptions to embarrass tourists before kids today can drive; he performed one of the most dangerous stunts in cinema history because he believed that whenever possible, whatever the audience sees should be real, in a fundamental sense.

I could go on, but I won't. Not right now. Another day, another post. That's what this blog is for; it's my excuse to revisit Buster on a regular basis. By chronicling how he makes his way into my life on a regular basis, whether by chance or design. This blog is my own little world celebrating my obsession. And if I'm lucky, maybe someone will join me every once in a while in celebrating all things Buster Keaton.