The soul of the moving picture (1924)

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16 The Soul of the Moving Picture on to the hazy suspension of reason and to the merciless softening of the mind. With art, or with the "participation of the creative fancy of the spectator" it has nothing whatever to do. No text, and be it endless, can remove the impression that such a procedure is an anomaly. It is still more dangerous to have people sing in the film. To see such a sweet flower of the human family as Mary Pickford, dressed in white and sitting at a concert piano, is to be sure a rare pleasure; at the sight of her, the eye gladly forgets the impatience of the ear. But there are films in which a tenor sings a wordy song that, in itself, is "linked sweetness long drawn out." His breast heaves, his mouth opens like a barn door, all in the silence of the tomb ! In such instances many a tried and valiant actor has played an involuntary Chapliniad. Strangely enough, instrumental music often has a quite pleasing effect in the motion picture. The reason for this is not far to seek: the accompanying music and the picture are blended into a unity; between them there is perfect harmony. That this harmony exists, however, is a matter of pure accident. Fearful, on the other hand, is the result when a living singer takes his place in the orchestra and accompanies the picture with a song. When the hero up in the film opens his mouth, the artist