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Crashing Thru — Film Booking Offtces
INTRODUCING Harry Carey in his familiar role of an easy-going, kind-hearted westerner who is endowed with a ' never-say-die" spirit, and who as a result, comes up smiling when the clouds are heavy with darkness. The star handles his six-shooter in capable fashion and bites his thumb-nail as he has done for ten or fifteen years in all his pictures. We find him here being double-crossed in a story which involves the customary cattle-rustling and trigger finger work. The romantic element is emphasized thru a woman and her daughter answering an ad inserted in a matrimonial magazine. The story is unconvincing and runs thru its spool in helter-skelter style. Its best points are its backgrounds and atmosphere.
Glimpses of the Moon — Paramount
Harry Carey is found in his. familiar role of an easy-going, kind-hearted Westerner in "Crashin' Thru" which is an unconvincing story. . .. . Edith Wharton's "Glimpses of the Moon" which was highly enjoyable between the covers of her novel makes a very stupid screen tale. David Powell and Bebe Daniels are shown in a scene from it at the right. . . . Below, is a scene from "Enemies of Women" an opulent photoplay in which Lionel Barrymore is starred. Incidentally it is a Blasco Ibanez story
Edith Wharton is an exceptional story teller, but it doesn't prove that one of her stories can be made into interesting screen drama. Here is her "Glimpses of the Moon," which between the covers is highly enjoyable, but transferred to the silversheet is nothing but a very stupid tale which talks its way along without getting under the skin. It is a story of a trial marriage — of a rather selfish girl who sponges upon her friends without giving up much in return. One of them asks for a "show-down,"' at which moment the bride appreciates her struggling artist husband. That's all there is to it — a spineless, overdressed picture, well enough acted by Nita Naldi, Charles Gerard, David Powell and Bebe Daniels. It's our guess i hat Allan Dwan did all he could with it. As a screen play it is artificial and lacks movement.
Enemies of Women — Cosmopolitan
The Cosmopolitan forces have spent a lavish sum to make a picture which will ring down thru the corridors of Time, but looking at it in retrospect we must admit that it records nothing of consequence. Of course Ibanez has a certain following, but this isn't another "Four Horsemen," even tho it carries a war flavor and much moral argument before it is finished. Put it down as something of an opulent display— of a group of rich and vicious bounders and parasites who selfishly forget their duty toward mankind in their pursuit of women's hearts. The story guides them from Russia to Monte Carlo to Paris to Russia and back to Monte Carlo where they give way to their erotic fancies. An impressionistic ball, a brief shot of an assault by the red terrorists and considerable conflict of the heart are exposed.
It all seems unreal, even tho it is highly colorful. The motivation is weak and many of the scenes are inexplicable — for instance the demands of the paramour in extracting