Harold Lloyd takes a break from his Lonesome Luke 2 reelers to find himself out in the cold in what may well be the first film to depict Bolshevism (albeit with slapstick comedy) to the world given their fresh takeover of Russia as vodka swilling brutes with cowardly leaders. If this was the viewpoint of the public of the day then world communism was off to a poor start.
Sammy from Chicago (Lloyd) has little difficulty with the cold weather of the USSR, just problems with directions, soon finding himself isolated from the rest of his troop. He comes upon a home under siege by dreaded Bolshis and rushes to defend while falling for his favorite co-star Bebe Daniels.
The slapstick is heavy handed, the pratfalls poorly choreographed with characters constantly bumping into themselves. Daniels is adorable, Lloyd abrasive, his stunts uninspired. Less then tepid Harold.