The Impossible Voyage

The learned men of the Institute of Incoherent Geography set out by train, automobile, submarine and dirigible, cross the Alps, drive into the mouth of the sun, and are frozen solid in an icebox before they get home. It is the Moon film again at greater length, with the same joke underneath, that scientists cannot steer. Méliès, 1904, about twenty minutes, and the hand-coloured version is the one to find.