I recently watched a perennial favorite, Chaplin’s City Lights, arguably one of the greatest silent films ever made, and perhaps Chaplin’s best. Sometime very soon I’m going to blog on Frye’s essay “The Great Charlie” (and maybe his views on movies in general). In the meantime, the equally poignant and funny opening scenes of City Lights are featured above. If you haven’t seen this movie, then you must. The rest of it appears after the jump.