New Pictures

The Wilderness Woman (Aileen Pringle-Lowell Sherman). Perhaps there is no greater wilderness in the world than Manhattan. Man's stone reforestation has not driven out the danger and the loneliness. In this comparison of a wilderness of trees and a wilderness of streets, there might be a deep and stirring picture. The present producers have chosen to make it a cheap composition of many usual things, stringing them together in a generally unamusing necklace. An unschooled Alaskan girl invades Manhattan, cleans out the Biltmore Hotel tea room with her pet bear, learns to dress beautifully, to live dangerously. Matters are complicated by a pair of confidence men.

The Little Irish Girl (Dolores Costello-Johnny Harron). This tale of the San Francisco underworld affords Dolores Costello the opportunity of playing the decoy for a grimy cafe of doubtful purpose. While she is concentrating on the business of luring in as many pocketsful of money as possible, there swims into her calculating ken the inevitable handsome youth -- with whom she falls in love and to whose farm her comrades in crime depart in a body. Whereupon his grandmother proves that sharp wits are not all urban products. Miss Costello contributes another of her decorative and deft characterizations.

Money Talks (Owen Moore-Claire Windsor). It is an axiom of the movies that any man who starts the picture poor and shows enough initiative must end the picture rich. The process herein is advertising; the advertised product, a sanitarium. The young man sells "bracing air at $2 a sniff," and most of the comedy occurs on a voyage of the first shipload of patients to the haven. They are set upon by rum-runners, whom the young man defeats by dressing as a girl and touching the hard captain's heart. Claire Windsor, as the young man's despairing (of poverty) wife, gives a stiff and incomplete performance. Mr. Moore is pretty funny here and there.