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FAMOUS PLAYERS-PARAMOUNT
HAZEL DAWN, AS THE GIRL DETECTIVE, IN "MY LADY INCOG."
We Liked You Better When You Played the Violin
TTAZEL DAWN is still receiving presents in pink from her devoted admirers who
loved her in "The Pink Lady." And Miss Dawn, like many another stage star, is disI\ VLyj~ covering that screen work does not always M M . a carry wjth it the success gained on the stage. 4J * "My Lady Incog," her screen medium,
gives one the impression of having been written under pressure, and even a charming girl and a fascinating smile need something of a thread of a story to get a picture play over. On the stage Miss Dawn had the advantage of her pleasing voice, her contagious laugh and the melody that she coaxed from her violin to help out the weak places.
The director, Sidney Olcott, has largely saved it from utter annihilation; but one cannot be a director and a scenario writer and an actress all at the same time. Even the able direction and the artistic finish that is discernible in every scene have not saved the picture from the criticism of being unable to bear its own weight all the way through.
In rehearsals Miss Dawn, vivid, glowing with life and color, came through with credit. Her magnetism drew fascinated watchers from other plays in the studio, and even Jack Barrymore admitted as he watched her that it would never do for real girl detectives to sleuth, for almost any criminal would be more than willing to be arrested, if all detectives were as charming as Miss Dawn. But the shadow on the screen lacked her verve and vitality — it was but a shadow.
As Nell Carroll, the girl detective, she ferrets out the thief who has been burglarizing the wealthy homes in her town. She sails under the imposing title of the Baroness De Veaux, and when she meets a man who claims to be the Baron Du Veaux, the intrepid little girl detective plays out the game with the
cards in her hand and manages to make all the comedy there is in the picture stand out where one can readily laugh at it.
A Word to the Wise
It was a fight to the finish. They had fought on every inch of floor space upstairs and were now on the stairs, each with a death grip on the other. Suddenly they broke through the banister and fell to the floor below. Each quickly jumped to his feet, and the bric-a-brac began to fly — statuary, vases, candlesticks, etc. — until one of the combatant's supply of ammunition was exhausted. A pedestal supporting a large lamp stood in the center of the room. This, for some unknown reason, had been overlooked.
Uncle Hiram was becoming more excited every minute, and upon seeing that the outlook for the man on the screen was rather gloomy, he shouted wildly, " Throw the lamp at 'em, y'u poor fish!" The film hero immediately seized the lamp and hurled it at his opponent's head.
Uncle Hiram still claims credit for the victory.
-Fred Lee S. First.
Their Armament
Little George went to see"Cabiria" with his father, and when the Roman soldiers appeared on the screen, George asked eagerly:
"Who are they, daddy?"
"Roman soldiers," replied his father.
"Then why don't they shoot Roman candles?" inquired George innocently.
Just One
Usher (at the movies) — Do you want a single seat? Casey — Yis. Oi'm not so big thot Oi need a double wan.