Popeye and Bluto risk their lives to save leggy somnambulist Olive Oyl in an amazing, perfectly constructed seven-minute film.
1934 was a fine time for animation and lovers and a moonlight stroll.
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I can sympathize with poor Olive's snooze hikes. I am an eat-walker, which can be very dangerous, too. I could stumble and flatten a muffin, become strangled on the egg foo yung bib, or get impaled on my frosting spatula and lemon zester.
And when there is such an accident, I never know what to tip the waiter.
