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Charlie Chaplin, monster

A review of Peter Ackroyd’s Charlie Chaplin. His films may have been all sweetness and light – but Chaplin's ego had few limits

12 April 2014

9:00 AM

12 April 2014

9:00 AM

Charlie Chaplin Peter Ackroyd

Chatto, pp.262, £14.99, ISBN: 9780701169947

No actual birth certificate for Charles Spencer Chaplin has ever been found. The actor himself drew a blank when he went on a rummage in Somerset House. The latest research suggests that he was born ‘in a gypsy caravan in Smethwick, near Birmingham’. But surely the truth has been staring people in the face ever since the Little Tramp first popped on the screen: Chaplin is the lost twin of Adolf Hitler.

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