Photoplay Magazine Cover — page 62: what you’re looking at

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Feel THE WORLD'S CHAMPION—Paramount Wallie Reid, as the middle-weight champion of the world, gets the money, the girl and the social position. He also foils the villain—who isn’t a bad sort, though fat. The picture is extremely well directed and cast. Splendid entertainment, of the cleanest sort, for the whole family. Lois Wilson plays the titled heroine with charm and a real ability. She is worth watching. YELLOW MEN AND GOLD—Goldwyn This picture should be popular, if only for the fact that nearly everybody has day-dreamed about the find- ing of buried treasure. Richard Dix, Helene Chadwick, and Rosemary Theby—with a Chinese chorus. And some most convincing villains! If you hate adven- ture, don’t see it. By Gouverneur Morris with all of the thrills that made his first stories famous. A clean plot. WILD HONEY—Universal And oh, how wild it was! Priscilla Dean, lots of scenery, Robert Ellis, and both the Beerys thrown away to make a Universal holiday. As dull an evening’s en- tertainment as you can find anywhere, up until the last few reels, when an ice jam is introduced to send you away with a shiver. , What a waste—this star was once one of the most promising persons in pictures. Photoplay Magazine THE LEATHER PUSHERS— Universal-Jewel-Colliers If the last nine instalments are up to the standard of the first three, Universal will have made a real super- serial. H. C. Witwer’s stories have lost nothing in the filming, and the prize-fights in each episode are packed with real, and convincing, thrills. Reginald Denny is the hero and Harry Pollard the director. And the cast is up to standard in every way. Follow this—by all means! - THE DEUCE OF SPADES—First National Charles Ray in a typical role—that of the ‘from Bos- ton” owner of a lunch room in a tough Montana town. Although the action drags, in spots, the comedy is good and the sub-titles are really clever. And the cast, as a whole, could scarcely be improved upon. A family film— in the Ivory soap class! In other words—the best sort of wholesome entertainment for young and old. WHERE IS MY WANDERING BOY TONIGHT —Zeidman Glycerine tears are all right when kept in their place, A drop now and then never did any harm. But when they are allowed to flow in the same volume as Niagara Falls, there is reason for protest. “Where Is My Wan- dering Boy Tonight?” empties all the glycerine glands in existence, And it is a stupid, trashy film. Comicbooks.co