A hapless tailor is informed that a member of a warring family has come from the village to Athens in order to take revenge on him in the name of their two families' eight-year-long vendetta. The man who came from the village was as equally ignorant of the vendetta as the tailor; he only came to run an errand. Coaxed by well-meaning but ultimately ignorant, older relatives, they live in fear of their own shadow, dreading the moment they will get caught and made short shrift.
Perhaps this was much funnier in its original stage version, but as a film, it was wholly cumbersome and unfunny. The joke wore off sometime around the fifteen-minute mark. After that, it was one long, predictable slow haul to the end.
Maybe 1960s audiences laughed at this, who knows. But if you're expecting the kind of belly-aching laughter for which Greek comedy film is known, you will be left wanting by this quaint, early production.