Judge, 1925-09-26 · page 21 of 37
Judge — September 26, 1925 — page 21: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains a film review column and three unrelated cartoons satirizing 1920s American life. **Top cartoon ("Stop, Look, and Listen"):** A pun on the traffic safety slogan, showing men and women in flirtatious interaction—the humor derives from treating romantic encounters like traffic hazards requiring caution. **Middle cartoon:** References Prohibition (the 1920-1933 alcohol ban). A waiter warns a customer that ordering corn (likely code for whiskey) is dangerous because a "prohibition agent" sits nearby. The satire mocks both the absurdity of Prohibition enforcement and people's continued illegal drinking despite the law. **Bottom cartoon ("The Screened Tee"):** A golf joke about poor golfers who perform worse when watched by spectators, humorously suggesting they need protective "screens" during their golf swings. The column itself reviews recent films featuring major stars: Chaplin, Lon Chaney, Marie Dressler, and westerns with Jack Holt and Tom Mix—typical entertainment fare of the era.
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ODD00000000000000000000000000000 O0000000000000000000000 The Reel Stuf By Carroll Carroll The Things Worth While The Gold Rush—Charlie Chaplin in fine form. Sally of the Sawdust— Another extremely funny comedy. Don Q, Son of Zorro—An excellent sequel to the excel- lent “Mark of Zorro.” Begger on Horseback—A dif- ferent kind of a comedy. The Paths to Paradise— Raymond Griffith makes the laughter hearty. The Unholy Three—Lon Chaney in a number of thrill- ing situations. The Goose Woman—Marie Dresser gives an exceptionally fine performance. Kiss Me Again—A diapha- nous story deftly directed. Siegfried—A new German film which our foreign cor- respondents recommend. (For review soon.) More Western Stuff AVING just been sub- H jected to those two indomitable western- ers, Jack Holt and Tom Mix in turn, it is with a sigh of relief that I announce that as soon as I’ve finished this column I’m going to beat it right up to Gloucester, Mass., where fish are cod, and not look at a moving picture, ex- cept the sea, for three whole weeks. But by the time you read this I’ll be back, so don’t throw yourself on the floor and tear your hair in anguish over the fact that there won’t be anyone to tell you what to see and what to see anyway, just to find out if that guy has any idea what he’s talking about. This department runs wide open all year ’round. Pleasure can never be allowed to inter- fere with the serious business of (shall I say criticising, yes, I (Continued on page 28) 0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 Here’s one mare disaster. “Say, waiter, I ordered corn.” “Sh! There's a prohibition agent at de next table!” THE SCREENED TEE For many of us who always drive like duffers before spectators. LOOK AND LISTEN comicbooks.com