Les Quat'Cents Farces du diable AKA The Merry Frolics of Satan (1906)

Although FAUSTfest is a future fest, I can't avoid all fantastical Faustian films forever. An old man goes into the blimp and submarine shop and convinces the shopkeeps to come outside with him. Sometimes it's brightly hand-colored, but not always.

They go to an observatory, where the chairs shrink and grow and they get kicked and poked and prodded by animated furniture and telescopes.

A wizard runs in and settles the furniture for them, and then brings in his merry elves to perform a ballet.

They make magic balls in a giant mortar, which produce women when thrown at the ground. They sign a contract with the wizard in exchange for the remaining women balls. When they leave, the wizard whips off his robe and reveals his satan suit.

The shopkeep tosses a ball in a banquet hall, which produces a chest full of court nobles. They produces more and more recursive chests full of more and more nobles, and steal all of the furniture in the banquet hall. The furniture folds down into Ikea flatpacks to help. In the end, they steal the guests too. The chests turn into a little train to carry the imprisoned guests out.

The train drives across a cartoon bridge, which collapses.

The shopkeeps makes it to town and enter a german restaurant. Satan's minions follow them in, and the paintings on the wall suck their table in. Tables and chairs appear and disappear from trap doors in the floor. Satan's hopping minions destroy the banquet table. Guests and chefs and minions run around and hop through walls and general madness ensues.

Satan throws a stagecoach driver down a well and magically transforms the stagecoach into a wondrous fantasy car pulled by an accordion horse skeleton marionette. He rides off into the animated mountains with the shopkeeps, and down into an erupting volcano, which results in them galloping across the night sky, where the planets are covered in women and the stars are made out of men.

They come crashing down into a palace, through its ceiling, and then further down into a dragon-filled underworld where dancing women poke them with tiny pitchforks. The demons tie the shopkeep to a spit and spin him over a massive fire, until the screen is filled with smoke.

The music is a perfectly enjoyable little piano piece. The combination of physical effects, camera effects, and drawings all interacting with each other is supremely cool, and fully entertaining 118 years later. I can't even begin to imagine how some of this was done. Truly nutty.