Judge — August 25, 1923 — page 25: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

@ “Ma, can we go to the movies?” “BAST SIDE, WEST SIDE” tated in the vieinity of Columbus le a hundred years ago could have looked in on the first night of “Little Old) New York,” in’ the new Cosmopolitan ater, not a fight be- tween Bully Boy Brewster and The Hoboken Terror would have resulted, but rather witchcraft would have been charged against’ its producers. Little short of witchcraft) has been woven into Cosmopolitan Pictures by the best that’ money can buy. Joseph Urban has outdone himself in the working out of the New Cosmopolitan Theater deco- rations, and Victor Herbert was there to invest the film with a score in which Ireland and America are caught in many affectionate close-ups. “Little Old New York” is one of the latest. things in filmdom. Probably as much money was spent in the making of it as could have bought the entire city in 1810. Be that as it may, we rather feel that it justifies its expense, particularly. since it wasn’t our money, if for no other reason than it supplies Marion Davies with a picture in which she is permitted to display the naiveté with which she has been sufficiently endowed. However, considerable handicap _ is placed upon any young when it is generally noised about that a garniture of mone n be made to cover the multi- tude of histrionic sins that may be hers. Nothing is more unjust to Miss Davies. As a matter-of-fact, we'd have liked her better if the picture wasn’t so heavily invested with Those who a shaping Miss Davies’ future would do better by her, we think, if they made it more apparent that she is a competent little actress who can very well take care of herself. We'll match her against four-fifths of her associate stars, and if she continues to improve in her next pictures ¢ has in the past, we'll match her against the other fifth. As the young pretender to a sex not hers that she may obtain a fortune, also not hers, she characterizes Pat O'Day with simple charm and much sympathy. We are very strong for Miss Davies. I THOSE of our forefathers who habi- actress cosmo. she fi ee Meicuan and the smile that sunk a thousand skirts is in his ele- ment in “Homeward Bound,” his latest by George Mitchell Paramount picture, playing at the Rialto, in which he has nothing to do but sail the ocean blue in fair weather and foul and bask in the adoration of the lovely Lila Lee, All through the musical. setting of this marinescape found ourselves annoying the people about us with our we Lila, Lila, I love the bounding main, But with you at home Td never roar If I did, P'd be insane. We are not setting up ourselves nor any of a million others of our sex as being able to do what Tommy does as well as he does it, but we'd take a chance on the love scenes with the lovely Lila, feeling sure that we'd be able’ to put our whole heart into our k and leave the rest to a good camera man. Tommy irritates us beyond control We'd like to ask him to meet us in Boyle's Thirty Acres, but that wouldn't do us any good. He’s so easy and smooth and ingratiat- ing. He doesn’t have to do anything more than half shut his eyes and half open his mouth and the girl on either Je of us throws a swoon, Few men have a running chance with Thomas. And the worst of it is, he doesn’t have to work for it. A tri pair of eyes and a row of white ivoric ‘That's all! “Homeward Bound” is good, but it’s a waste of effort to supply Meighan with a story when all he needs is a girl and ten thousand feet of film. orta is glorious as “Blucbeard’s Eighth Wife,” to our way of think- ing. Here is Gloria’s best picture—the most interesting, least, and the one in which the brilliance of her personality is best shown to advantage. We were wont to scoff (as the poets put it) at Huntley Gordon falling in love with a long shot of her diving from a fifty-foot cliff. They all look good in a one-piece at that distance, but Gordon’s got a telescopic eye and knows a woman at a distance. In this picture he has had seven previ ous experiences and had come to be good picker. You can’t keep on marry- ing women indefinitely without absorbing a bit of talent. Even marriage may be made successful 23 lot like enough to if practiced sufficiently. Tt i the violin, We don't play acquire much technique. Blucbeard had the right He knew it was only a question of time till he'd pick a good one. But to return speedily to Gloria. No one on the screen is smarte She and always more smartly idea. redresses her hair if you're a woman, you'll want to sce that—also her many trick gowns. As for the picture! We may be wrong in saying it is an interesting story, as we remember we lost a lot of it watching Gloria. Not for us was the cut-back to Egypt and the Cecil de Million dollars worth of oriental footage introduced for no reason whatever. Huntley Gordon is good—so is the story—but both will have died normal deaths, and long be forgotten when we still will be mooning over the glories of Gloria. dresses sae How He Did It by Harvey J. Duneka I" ALWAYS used to draw a crowd When Doc Brown made his te He'd show the world, the Doc allowe Just how the thing should be. He made a little pile of sand, Symmetrical and tall, And smoothed it gently with his hand, And on it placed the ball. So far so good—but when he tried ‘To swat the little pill, It was the tee that took the ride— The ball remained quite still. “Do you suppose,” his friends all said, “The fault is with the tee? The Doctor sighed and seratched his head: “It’s surely not with me!” When next he drove, the pellet raced Two hundred yards withal! “You see,” the Doe explained, “I placed ‘The tee upon the ball.” sas Blatt—Is that a deep book you are readin, at’s the name of it Thousand) Leagues Under