GRAND

Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 69, 13 June 1927, Page 13

GRAND

“WHAT PRICE GLORY” “What Price Glory,” now being shown at the Grand Theatre, has been called the greatest comedy ever produced. “What Price Glory” is the story of the comedy, the drama, the tragedy, the harshness, the cruelty and the futility of the war as it was lived by the men—and the women—who fought it. Strangely enough, comedy forms the greater part of this masterful yarn of the war—rich, uproarish, screaming comedy. But the drama and tragedy is there, drama that thrills, and tragedy that grips. The battle scenes are some of the greatest at which a camera has ever clicked, either in the real or make-believe. That “big push” the streaming over the top, the confusion, the terror, the splitting machineguns, the roaring, tearing, thundering barrages, are enough to make any exparticipant want to dive for the nearest shellhole. The story, of course, revolves around those two hard-boiled, swearing leathernecks—Captain Flagg and Sergeant Quirt—and their eternal clash over the feminine spoils of war. Victor McLaglen is the battered-nosed, foul-mouthed, hardened captain, and Edward Lowe is the tough sergeant. Bolores del Kio is the charming, chic, delectable Charmaine, who reminds you so much of the girl you left behind.