"The Lady Consents" is a very weepy movie. The director had only one idea, and if your throat catches, you grasp that idea perfectly. The picture tells the story of "a modern woman who had the courage to send her husband into the arms of another woman to prove to him that it is she whom he loves." As always happens to lovers so fortunate as to be screen heroes and heroines, she gets him back in the end. But the heaviest spots are tastefully peppered with some really brilliant dialogue.

Why Herbert Marshal is so taken with Margaret Lindsay that he has to ask Ann Harding for his freedom is not made quite clear. In the cinema, a smile from the villainous Margaret turns the trick. In real life the trick would be turned down the sink if unfaithfulness were as unattractive as it is in "The Lady Consents." But if you can swallow this one incredibility, you will enjoy he picture.

Ann Harding is not nearly so heroic as usually. Perhaps there is too much martyrdom in her characterization of Mrs. Talbot. But it is difficult to be ungenerously harsh on a really good, tear-jerking performance. Margaret Lindsay does so well as a cold, hard, feeling less woman that we are inclined to forgive her unfelicitous roles of the past. Thus "The Lady Consents" is an admirably cast melodrama of matrimony which you mustn't miss.