For an engineer who became a movie director because when he tried to deliver some bulbs to a troupe, the regular director was out on a toot (he wired the home office "You have no director. Suggest you disband company" and got the reply "You direct"), Allan Dwan knew how to tell a story visually. J. Walter Kerrigan is on his way to a Californian mission to become a priest, just as his father wishes, when he spots Jessalyn van Trump delivering bread to the friars. From the point of view of the camera she steps in front of the mission and for the audience and Kerrigan, the church vanishes.
It's a simple story, told with excellent pictures. That's enough to keep up interest in a silent short subject.
It's a simple story, told with excellent pictures. That's enough to keep up interest in a silent short subject.
