In Tess of the Storm Country, Grace Miller White’s human heart story, little Mary Pickford comes into her own. As the little, expressive-eyed tatterdemalion of the Lake Cayuga shores, Pickford sticks another feather in her movie crown.
There are some big scenes – big moments – that give the picture k.o. wallop. The theft of the Bible from the mission, the fight with the real murderers of the gamekeeper, getting milk by desperate methods for the baby, the struggle in the courtroom crowd, the hut fight with the shore bully, the break with her sweetheart, and the big situation in the church where Tess, realizing the baby is dying, makes a superhuman effort to have the kidlet baptised so that it can enter the Kingdom of Heaven, are all well staged.
The photography in the first part is somewhat indistinct, but the excellent filming which follows makes up for all shortcomings in this respect.