Here’s an ambitious period piece, evidently a prestige production, and a good effort all around. We’ve mostly been pretty contemporary for the last little while (1905-6); it’s nice to see them stretch and reach. The notes suggest that this is a bit of the Ben Hur situation, or Edison’s own (terrific) version of Uncle Tom’s Cabin. It may, it must be that audiences knew Boucicault’s source play better than we do. This modern found things kind of hard to follow.