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Photoplay Magazine
171 KM LY grasping the parachute, we now *■ descend to a consideration of the Thomas Dixon confection, "The Fall of a
Nation." Mere we have our friend of last summer, "The Battle Cry of Peace," with the punch taken out and low comedy substituted, and Hoyt's "A Milk White Flag" resurrected as a serious hnale. Here we have the Pilgrim Fathers taking possession of New England to the caption, "First they fell upon their knees, then upon the aborigines." Here we have a caption stating that Carl Schurz and his followers escape to America, followed by a picture of six men crawling through some shrubbery. Here we have a sweet young girl of about eighteen elected as leader of a sort of vast Federation of Women's clubs. Here we have plotters openly unloading guns from a truck in a city street in broad daylight. Here we have people taking seriously headlines in a yellow journal. Here we have a producer the limit of whose imagination in ridiculing the peace movement is repeating C o mmodore Blackton's lampoon of W. J. Bryan, tiresome even a year ago. Here we have, once more, the spectacle of high commantfers of an invading army dropping everything to force their attentions upon sugarplum ingenues. And so on, until, as a climax of pure, triple distilled saccharine to top this pyramid of glucose, we have the loyal Americans regaining control of their country by the simple and direct method of a great organization of 1.200,000 delectable
Blanche
Sweet in
"The Thousand
Dollar Husband,"
a new Lasky
photodrama.
young females in natty white suits, winning the love of the soldiers of the army of occupation and persuading them to desert to the American forces, with their heavy artillery and >ide-arms. Oh joy! Oh cataclysms of bliss !
The fable itself is not worth repeating, for it is familiar to many as the plot 01 "The Battle Cry of Peace." with the <ole difference that instead of saying, at the close, "This never happened." it shows the Americans regaining, in the bloodless fashion described, control of their land. The celluloid is described by its author as "A story of the origin and destiny of our republic by one who believes the time has come for a revival of the principles upon which it was founded." With the propaganda feature of this film, as with that of "Civilization." we have nothing to do. In these days of preparedness parades and political debates that can be safely left to the reviews which deal with such matters. We are concerned solely with the question of whether or not this is good entertainment, regardless of the sincerity of the author's patriotic motives. And it is not good entertainment because it is neither original nor spectacular. At this writing, twelve hours after witnessing the display, it is impossible to recall one battle scene.
Yet the picture contains some of the finest acting, and offers some of the finest type s. ever projected upon the patient white sheet, and the photography could not well be improved. Lorraine Huling. as generalissimo of the flapper army, is a delightful personality, despite the handicap of her silly role. Flora M a cDonald