The 1920s was the decade of jazz and Anything Goes, and the films of DW Griffith and Lillian Gish started to go out of fashion, with their Victorian moralising and sentimental melodrama. Gish was succeeded by urban jazz babes like Clara Bow and the austere exoticism of Greta Garbo. This is set on a farm in rural America.
But 100 years on, Griffith and Gish's films still live. This is partly because Griffith was a fine director and particularly talented at creating suspense though his editing. He always kept the drama in the frame. And he makes the most of Gish's wan beauty, with her huge eyes bathed in gauzy light in the long close ups.
And Gish is a fine actor. More naturalistic performers emerged in later silents, but she is very affecting here, telling the story through her pale, suffering face. The theme is the hypocrisy of a society which allows sexual freedom for men but prohibition for women, which would be a key preoccupation over the next decade.
It's actually exactly the same story as Tess of the D'Urbervilles, but with a happy ending! And it's that spectacular climax which stays in the memory, with Gish swept away in the ice floes of a frozen river. It's a long film. The comedy is a little homespun, but the drama is harrowing and engaging and Lillian breaks your heart a dozen different ways before the fade out.