Judge, 1924-12-20 · page 22 of 36
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MERRY CHRISTMAS! “Didn't even know what town this was, but now I see it’s Holly- wood.” L'Amour 1924 TT had been married thirteen years. Just thirteen years. L adore you more every day,” he told her. “I worship you, my darling,” she whispered in his ear. “You are the only woman in all orld L want to be with,” he said. here is no one but you, dear, I could ever care for,” she vowed. They had been married just thir- teen years, But, of course, not to each other. Charles G. Shaw Funnybones Most homes are stations. mere filling —Ciuelge will pay 85 for cach one, ‘printed » Criss—When is a man really old? Cross—When he goes to a musical comedy just for the music. Peace and Harmony Alice—Jack says you insulted him. Virginia—Yes, but we're friends again now. He apologized. The paths of romance lead but to the cradle. eet The man of the hour is the one whose wife told him to wait a mimite, ttt Guy—Would—would you object if T called you Myrtle? Girl—Oh, no. But I'd think it was funny, as my name’s Bernice. When a man’s poor he has to live the simple life and when he’s rich the doctor orders him to. Griffith This Day Our Daily Film hy George Mitchell Tie man who never, or very, very rarely, goes to the movies be- cause, by favoritism of the Js he has been so cluttered up with crowns and wreaths he can’t afford to be seen out with isn't stamped “By ment to H.R.H. of tosh. . some thing that al Appoint- and all that sort know the . you type: He wears his monocle to bed nights, do you see, lest his man, Marting might think he wasn’t used to wear- ing the thing and all that sort of fiddle-faddle. . 2. if this 100 per cent. regular feller should drop “Isn't Life Wonderful?” he's going to get the jolt that will bump off a couple of his bay leaves. in to see My first impression as I watched the first few hundred feet of this film was that it was too good to be true. I felt like the little boy who said there wasn’t any such animal as the giraffe. There couldit be a picture as good ats this. No motion picture could put this limp in my Adam's apple. L must. he iny little brother's collar. It isn't just the story that does the trick. It's the way Griffith has made it. The story is of a poor, demolished German family broken on the wheel of the recent war. ‘Their subsequent struggle for existence in the face of post-v wearing r famine and its consequent ng is the material at the director's command. profitee: The love story is as gentle as an April morning and, like an April morning, is. entirely devoid of sexual complexes. The girl is as plain as a turnip: the boy (Continued on page 30) comicbooks.com