Word: loves
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...printed on special blanks, the telegraph people are prepared to welcome the onslaught. The absent-minded swain need only choose between such lightsome ditties as, "At miles between us we can laugh, our hearts entwined by telegraph" and the more Victorian, "Cupid's arrows swift and true wing my love...
...mixing of ball-room and bedroom diplomatics with firing-squad angelics. Madeleine Carroll shows that a Flemish variety of Mata Hari can play around with secret codes, drink-befuddled German officers, and counter-spies without help of a Circle-like reputation, and without confusing the issues by failing in love with a young brave of the enemy...
...most comprehensive good thing of this film is that it is a British Gaumont production, of their better and livelier sort. This results in careful but not clever photography, authentic Belgian scenes, a minimum of stock bombardment pictures and a pleasant understatement in love-scenes and in the gushier aspects of patriotism. There is a refreshing lack of grim firing-squads, father-confessors, aerial suicides, poisoned wine. For these melodramatic trappings are substituted the lesser tools of spycraft; viz, notes inside cigarettes, underground passages, patriotic badge under the coat-lapel, (two safety-plus sinister), secret knocks on window panes. Simplicity...
...rather than satirical, these three poems sing of London love. A Stitch in Time, or Pride Prevents a Fall tells how Belinda nearly fell a prey to the importunity of a suitor, at the last minute saved her virtue when she remembered she had darned her green chemise with pink thread. In Love's Progress, or The Education of Araminta a serious-minded, Ruskin-loving girl runs the gamut of arty life, ends as the wedded wife of a Victorian-lover. Cupid's Changeling, or The Lady's Mistake recounts the comic error of a lady novelist...
...faces, shadows, and even emotions to the screen without resorting to artificial lighting. His plot, however, is a thin one, and his nostalgic idealism may possibly bore one. He sketchily traces the life of a peon in the Diaz regime. The rich land owners are cruel, avaricious, and they love to assault innocent poor girls. The peon was miserable; therefore he revolted, and the Mexico of today arrived. Happiness, and an impeccable army, blooming youth, and more army. A glorious consummation...