Judge — April 9, 1927 — page 23: what you’re looking at

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ing station. For reels of film, it seems, he stumbles on. A sniper gets him, but he staggers to his feet and continues with his bur- den, singing to him, begging him not to die, on and on. The thing is strung out to the point where a hard-boiled incredulity comes to the rescue of one’s emotions. There is a lot more of this type of emotional appeal before we arrive with relief at the anti- climax of the Roosevelt inau- guration. Nevertheless, Charles Emmett Mack, who plays the part of the young hero, does a truly distinguished job, and not far behind him in this respect are Charles Farrel, the rival, and, as the comedians of the picture, George Bancroft and Noah Beery. Mary Astor, as Mary, is i y, but as an a just a first-class mov sweetheart. ay I say, with all due defer- ence to a contrary opinion, that I am not always cocksure my opinion of a picture is the right one, not even often cock- sure. But now and then a picture comes along that I know I can’t be mistaken about. Such a one is “The Show,” with John Gilbert, Renée Adorée and Lionel Barry- more. It’s terrible, and there isn’t one in a hundred above the mental age of eight who won't agree with me. Allow me to go into a few par- ticular: The story is that of a small tent show somewhere in Europe. Re’ Adorée takes the part of Salome and dances before Herod. Gilbert doubles as barker for the show and as John the Baptist, and night after night has his head cut off in full view on the stage. His executioner is the villain of the piece, played by Lionel Barrymore. Now, Salome loves John and Salome. To get rid Lionel plans to use a real meat cleaver instead of the fake one when next he tumbles John’s head into the basket. He actually has it poised for the blow when Salome interferes. Foiled in this plot he cabbages the Gila monster belonging to the snake charmer and turns it loose in John’s attic apartment, with the result that in the end, of course, he is bitten himself and dies at their feet. And through all this and a lot more Gilbert barely walks, para- lyzed possibly by the inanity of the picture. What do you have to pay for tires, Alec?” “Don’t know; I’ve never had to buy any.” “Why, you've had your car almost two years!” “Yes, but it had Kelly-Springfields on it when it was delivered.” ADV. 21 comicbooks.com