I've gotten slightly addicted to silent films in the past month or so. Here's an attenuated scene from My Best Girl, a Mary Pickford film. I was captivated by the art deco design on this chair and pulled my camera out to try to capture it. And then I got stuck on trying to take pictures of other key moments on screen.
Mary plays a destitute but spunky shopgirl named Maggie, lowbrow and ever so lovely. She hopes to win the heart of the new shopboy Joe, little realizing he is the heir to the department store fortune. He's undercover learning how to run the store from the ground up. While he has a lovely matching heiress he's engaged to in his 'real' life, Joe, though slow on the uptake, starts falling for already-smitten Maggie. They are walking home one night and Maggie spies a furniture store display of a happy mannequin family.
Maggie sees:
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Maggie says:
And Maggie eyes Joe:
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Next Time: What a Dumb Boy Would Say, Even If He Is A Swell Fella
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