Lupino Lane and family go on a five-week holiday by the sea...... and it keeps raining all the time, while the kids pull chairs from under him, and some neighbor keeps pounding on the piano.
It's. An endless series of variations of pratfalls, one that suggests the dreariness of being stuck in a hotel during a seemingly endless bout of bad weather, with a close series of Lane's great pratfalls, and one instance of him literally bouncing off walls. Because of the constant variations on a theme, I think it of more interest to someone well up on the varieties of pratfalls, able to see the distinctive ways he does each one. Those less well versed will find it goes on a bit long.
