The New Pictures

Chickie. So fast do the new cinema actresses come that even the professional observer must struggle to keep them straight. Dorothy Mackaill is the latest to scatter her charms convincingly across the greater part of a picture. She is not exactly new--but she is just becoming recognized. Beyond the beauty parlor attributes, she possesses humor and imagination. Whether she has the irresistible something that makes the great popular heroines is difficult to say. Yet any picture in which she plays can't be entirely bad. Chickie is a fair example. She is a young stenographer who quarrels with her lawyer lover.

Wings of Youth. The old, old story, about the mother of the household kicking up her heels to show her offspring how stupid is the current young society is once more pulled out of hiding and brushed off for inspection. To make matters worse, it is taken very seriously. There is just one flash of inspiration when the very sweet daughter of the household suddenly turns out to be the temptress.

Playing with Souls. You will be moderately amused by this fable of the neglected son. After 20 years of loneliness, he suddenly determines to plunge himself in the bubbling springs of champagne that make Montmartre such a fertile hill of pleasure. His father, far off in Wall Street, is warned and appears to rob him of the French cocotte who might have married him. Buster Collier plays this young man congenially. Rather less effective was Jacqueline Logan as the French girl surrounded by Parisian night life that obviously existed only in the excited brain of some Hollywood director.

The Crowded Hour. Bebe Daniels has come into her own. This dark-eyed lady who, some years ago, was wearing a bathing suit for Mack Sennett is a star in her own right for Famous Players and has earned the honor. This picture, when you are not watching her, is mostly war. Both the girl and the wife follow the hero they love to France. Amid trenches and bursting shells, they work out a particularly engrossing destiny.