Starring Erich von Stroheim, Zasu Pitts, and Fay Wray
December, 1928

The long-awaited Stroheim opus, "The Wedding March," which has been going on and on and on and on in typical Stroheimish style now greets us from the silversheet. And that is a two-dollar word which isn't needed for the time and expenditure placed upon this number. Eric is Eric again ­ which is to say that he enacts the principal role, playing it for all he's worth after the style he established in "Blind Husbands."
It smacks of the Continental touch, and considerable editing has been done to it, so that it loses considerable of its spark. But its foreign flavor gives it tone and quality, even if the story isn't what it's cracked up to be. There are some gorgeous shots. These are to be expected from a director like Stroheim who always "shoots the works." His scene of the processional to St. Stephens is magnificent. And Fay Wray climbs to really great emotional heights in the principal feminine role. She is surely over now ­ and the picture is truly worth seeing. Stroheim is more or less fascinating as the militaristic playboy and Zasu Pitts is splendid in a humble role. Look for some extraordinary shots and Miss Wray's great performance.

starring Erich von Stroheim and Fay Wray
November, 1928

Years of work and millions of dollars wasted on a story that, in its present form, was hardly worth telling. The beauty of many of the scenes is nullified by a pig-sty atmosphere. The Corpus Christi procession to St. Stephan's, with Franz Josef in all his mediaeval glory, is beautifully presented. But there are other scenes that will repel audiences. Von Stroheim is awkward, but Fay Wray's work is her best yet.

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