New-York tribune., 1919-03-24
On the Screen
William S. Hart at Rivoli and
Pauline Frederick at
Rialto Theatre

yesterday was day of burglars and
reformed burglars for US. At the
kivoll, William S. Hart in "The Poppy
Girls Husband" said 81 love her and
I'm going straight after this" and at
the Rialto Jere Austin in "The Woman
on the Index" said 81 love her and I'm
going straight after this"
And, really, burglars seem to be the
very incest sort of men around the
house.
The Poppy Girls Husband" left us
with keen desire to marry burglar.
settle DOVE in a heavenly SPOT such as
we mad just seen depicted on the screen
ana live happy ever after.
Never having been particularly en-
rapport with bucking bronchos and
sombreros and cowboy desperadoes. we
confess to liking "The Poppy Girls
i!usoand' much better than any of the
p'cuures which Mr. Hart has done for
long time We do not know just how
ms worshippers are going to take this
radical departure, and Mr. Hart himself
had the same apprehension; hence his
aonerence to the Western character.
But the new picture is human and
!eal ana convincing and not without
Its thrills, and Hart does some re-
markable work in it.
AS the star is never without sig
nlilcant cognomen, this time he is
called "Hairpin" Harry Dutton because
ne can pick lock in less time than anv
man In the business.
Harry wasn't Ra11es-he wasn't
handsome and he wasn't clever--and
yet SO strongly did he hold the SYM
pathy of his spectators that when he be
announced "pll beat the best COP that
ever lived" some one broke into in
voluntary applause, much to the amusc-
ment of his neighbors.
The Poppy girl is Juanita Hansen.
One year after her marriage to Hair
PIN Harry he is sent to jail for four
teen years for burglary, leaving her
and month old son behind him in San
francisco. Harry is model husband
AND he has arranged for Polly to live
in ease during his enforced absence
from his own froside.
All through the dreary years he
keeps his faith in her and when, after
a decade of prison walls, he is paroled
he flies to San Francisco to Join his
wife and son.
Boston Blackie meets him and finally
tells him that Polly married Big Mike
McCafferty ono year after he was sent
away.
"rhe cop that got mel" exclaimed
Harry.
With revenge in his heart, Harry
waits around, and finally he meets his
young son, who is at the undian age. f"
iic becomes so chgrossed In amusing
his son and playing Indian with him
that he forgcts all about his revenge
until he learns one day that, at the IN
stigation OF Polly, he IL about to be
'Irhmcd' and sent back to prison.
Immediately after Harry learned Of
his wifc's unfaithfulncss he SGT to work
upon some mysterious engraving, which
finally turned out to be a branding
iron. On the night that he ia to make
his getaway he opens the door Of her
home, while Big Mike is out hunting
for him, confronts her with her du-
plicity and tells her he is going to
brand her.
Oh, how we prayed for him to hurry,
for we could see flashes of young Don,
aid upstairs in the nursery, and we
knew that he was going to run down
crying Mamma! Mammal" and spoil
the job.
1t happened just as we expected, and
mamma, who so richly deserved it,
went unbranded. But Hairpin Harry
took his son by the hand, and they
walked out of the door and into the
most beautiful exterior we ever have
looked at
1t is the place we mentioned in the
first part of this writing where we
thought we should Ike to own our
own home.
And there Harry and son Donald
just played Indian for the rest Of their
lives. 1t is most satisfactory pict-
ure and we'll worth going to see.
The comedy is Harold Lloyd Pathe
called "a Sammy in Siberia.'' There
is the Rivoli Pictorial and Prizma
showing the trout in his element.
Adolf Bolm, of the Metropolitan, has
arranged a dance in silhouette with a
John Wenger setting. The music is
marvellous and we wondered whether
it was Rinsky-Korsakoff or De MISSY,
and then we looked at the programme
and it was Victor Herbert
The light opera number is "The
Hungarian Rhapsody," with Emo Rapee
and Joseph Klein conducting.
Every one we spoke to coming out of
the Rialto said that he liked "The
Woman on the Index" Since we had
not been particularly impressed with it
we wished that we might stay and see
It over again, because it hardly had
had a fair chance the first time.
We sat between those two greatest
pests of the movie house--the man who
reads all the titles out loud and the
man who kicks your seat with his foot
during the entire performance. And
the theatre was so crowded that there
was no place to which to move.
The picture is Pauline Frederick's
first for Goldwyn, and undoubtedly Miss
Frederick does as good work as she
ever has done on the screen. Wyndham
Standing will add to the joyousness of
any occasion, although he hadn't
enohgh to do as David Maber, the
husband; Willard Mack was Hugo De-
closse, the villain.
But we who had seen the play and
enjoyed it, felt that the picture was
going, forward in great leaps and
bounds like a car going ninety miles
an hour without giving the passengers
a chance to catch their breath or en-
JOY the scenery.
And how unlikely it seemed that
Sylvia Martin, living, as she did, in a
robbers garret, and being tended by a
hag who looked as though her only
mission in life was to sing Double,
Double Toll and Trouble" could have
mistaken her husbands vocation!
What did she think he was? A journ-
alst, perhaps, or a street car owner?
And then the first thing you knew
she Was accused Of uurdor ard ibop