Judge — December 3, 1927 — page 30: what you’re looking at

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Children are the parents of tomorrow. Help guard their health. Buy Christmas Seals. THE NATIONAL, STATE, AND LOCAL TUBERCULOSIS ASSOCIATIONS OF THE UNITED STATES | Always insist upon maT: Tonic Appetizer for 52 seats BITTERS = eR inst = - Gor ore; MEN OF BRAINS 1GARS WEST-— Judging the Movies | (Continued from page 21) | Romeo, and she is just one of the things that makes “The Gaucho” worth seeing. A stam- pede of longhorns and the grace- ful antics of Fairbanks can be added as two more things that make the picture worth the price of admission. WwW H. Hays has turned down the petition of the American Association for the Advancement of Atheism to help keep God out of pictures. “It is in a genuine spirit of rever- CG Wi ‘ube I call my wife Daily, because she gets suspicious if I don't. Judge pays $5 for each one printed. L— ence,” Mr. Hay: » “that I state that God is in our whole- some plea and our whole- some entertainment.” We con- gratulate Mr. Hays on his stern achievement in preventing the atheists from denying God to Hollywood. “GH's a SHEIK” I ca Ires is a cheap pro- duction starring Miss Bebe niels, if the word “starring” n be used to indicate the indi- vidual who wasted the greatest length of film. The demure Miss Daniels blossoms out as a female Douglas Fairbanks in this pic- ture, jumping and leaping about like a little kangaroo, but she finally demonstrates that wom- an’s place is in the home by lounging on tiger rugs clothed in black nightgowns, which, it might be mentioned, is our favorite shade of nightgown. The story is impossible and not especially funny, and I'd advise you not to waste your time on it. should please it de: toys with justice only to discover that there is a Higher Judge who rules us all. It takes a love af- fair and a murder to bring this THIRTEENTH Mr. s with a clever lawyer who Juror” Hays, as out, but the clever lawyer is at last brought to time by the Thirteenth Juror, and Holly- wood is still safe for Wednesday night prayer meeting. The clever lawyer was attempted by the sweetly dimpled Francis X. Bushman, who has been brought back from screen retirement for no good reason that I could see except to prove that whoever retired him was right the first time. Altogether, this was the worst picture of the week. “Tue Gorttta” is an obvious adaptation of the stage play by that name and it has all the subtlety of the old custard pie comedies. If you like Charles Murray to the extent that you don’t care what he does, you might possibly enjoy “The Go- rilla.” “Why are you so late?” “The books at the office would not come right.” “Then why don’t you buy some new books?” —Sonpaasnisse Srrtx, SrockHoLm 23 comicbooks.com