I’m realizing that this movie is now over 100 years old, and that it is interesting that it came out the same year as the Bolshevik Revolution.
A subtle Marxism is present in the playful imaginings of Gwendolyn, Pickford’s masterfully portrayed “Poor Little Rich Girl,” who so desperately desires love in her life—a love that could not be possible without the loss of wealth. Her home dwarfs the already short actress, emphasizing silence and cold feelings. The issue of wealth, class, and greed bring near-deadly conflict, all in the name of preserving status in society, leaving young Gwendolyn alone, and desperate for some warm human interaction.
Gwendolyn’s imagination is charming, and provides a space to experiment with cinematic techniques, presenting…