Close Up (Jul-Dec 1928)

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CLOSE UP romance about a shopgirl who married the millionaire. Xo imagination, no originality, no resource and a more and more complete reliance on the support of elaborate accompanying stage shows to bring in the customers ! Now^ comes the talking picture as the latest fad, and there are some observers who welcome even this surrender of the first principle of the screen as at least a temporary relief from the dreariness of the same three or four stories endlessly repeated. All of this is, of course, a commonplace of American cinema criticism, but it is necessary to repeat it to suggest the proper background for the earlier mentioned rescue. For into the dullness and general uneventfulness of the most discouraging of screen seasons there was — though not quite suddenly — tossed a Russian picture and a British picture, and, immediately, the photoplav situation took on new life and eagerness. Now, it was not so surprising to find a Russian production an invigorating influence, but to see an English film also acting as ptilmotor is surprising enough to deserve comment. The picture is, of course, that Herbert Wilcox production called Dawn, w^iich deals with the wartime activities and execution of the nurse, Edith Cavell. In my opinion, Dawn is an interesting work because it tells a straightforward story straightforwardly, is beautifully acted by Sybil Thorndike, and, dealing with a theme still full of dynamite, it was thoroughly impartial and honourable in its treatment. But no one could say it w^as really important as a piece of cinemamaking. What made it of importance to New York's photoplay season w^as its controversial angle. Because the film dealt 13