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the chum, is wholly innocent. The oath of undying friendship is still binding. Leo proposes to keep it, but he reckons without Felicitas. She craves him as in the beginning, and quite regardless of her reputation in his eyes she proceeds to seduce him a second time. They are about to run away together when she balks. She can’t face the sacrifice of luxury and social prestige involved. Why not remain and love clandestinely? It is at this point that Gilbert metaphorically falls on his nose. ‘The suggestion is supposed to revolt Leo beyond endurance, and in the picture you get a close-up of his face assuming its look of disgust. But he overdoes it. Nothing could pos- sibly produce his expression as it eventually crystallizes but Lim- burger cheese. The effect is dis- tinctly ludicrous; the audience bursts into a laugh and destroys this, one of the high points of the drama. But though Gilbert flops, please don’t forget that Miss Garbo doesn’t, at this or any other juncture in the picture. With a fine economy of emotion and gesture she manages to get over to you the portrait of an elemental woman, corrupt, unprin- cipled, seductive, and yet somehow possessed of greater dignity than her men victims, with their naive conventions and codes of honor. Eve must have been just another Felicitas. Clairroyant—Your path is beset. Soon you will have to choose between a beautiful woman and a fortune. Puerile Person—Well, the money won't matter. I inherited half a million! “That is the fortune to which I am referring.” —London Opinion “Yes,” said the oculist, “he had a curious affliction; everything he looked at he saw double.” “Poor fellow. I suppose he found it hard to get a job?” “Not at all. The gas company snapped him up, and now he’s read- ing meters.” -Tit-Bits DIRZEY ADEL They call him tonsilitis because he’s a pain in the neck. Judge pays $5 for each one printed. The I-a-s-t-i-n-g flavor of fresh mint leaves. Good and good for you. AFTER EVERY MEAL Breath Sweet HISTORIC PHRASES Recumpent Warrion—I hare not yet begun to fight. comicbooks.com