"Set the table for three. Tonight we feast with death!"
It's a simple story and it moves a little slowly at times, but to see Mary Pickford playing a street musician and dancing a little jig, flirting with a traveling nobleman, and fending off the advances of the horny king, all under the direction of Ernst Lubitsch, hey I'm in. It's actually kind of hard to tell it's from Lubitsch, though the sets are gorgeous and the crowd scenes suitably lively, with the exception of this intertitle, which I chuckled over: "Good news! His Majesty graciously consents to your being shot." This is Pickford's show though, and she's as charming as ever.
It's a simple story and it moves a little slowly at times, but to see Mary Pickford playing a street musician and dancing a little jig, flirting with a traveling nobleman, and fending off the advances of the horny king, all under the direction of Ernst Lubitsch, hey I'm in. It's actually kind of hard to tell it's from Lubitsch, though the sets are gorgeous and the crowd scenes suitably lively, with the exception of this intertitle, which I chuckled over: "Good news! His Majesty graciously consents to your being shot." This is Pickford's show though, and she's as charming as ever.