Some unfortunate people were unable to see Edward Moulton-Barrett rule his large family in Wimpole Street last-week since they were struggling to become cogs in the Harvard machine. Loew's Orpheum has been kind enough not only to offer them a second chance, but to give us another occasion to make some more comments; they have held the Barretts over for a second week.

Charles Laughton was still giving a fine performance when we dropped in to see him a second time Saturday. His portrayal of the domineering father whose failure in marriage has convinced him of its futility for his children, comes through his facial expression to a large extent. No one can watch those lips utter "Do you hear me" without being impressed by their sensual cruelty. They contain the story of sexual repression which has asserted itself in a possessive love of his daughter, Elizabeth, which amounts almost to sadism.

The rest of the cast as well as the atmosphere of the picture conters around him. It is fortunate, for the players are unable to come up to this standard. Norma Shearer lends sentiment and charm to the portrayal of Elizabeth Barrett, which adapts itself rather well to the mid-Victorian era, but as usual her emotions are more shimmering than deep.