David Miles is a hunchbacked violinist; to be more accurate, he looks a bit round-shouldered. This hideous affliction apparently means he has never tasted of human kindness. As a result, when a young woman gives him a bouquet of flowers as a tribute to his fiddling at a party, he blows it out of proportion and falls ill, until the doctor in attendance suggest to the woman she pretend to like him to cheer him up.
As you might expect from that description, I do not particularly admire this Griffith film, despite its kindly message and decent acting -- actually, for the summer of 1909, fine acting. The message is offered too broadly for my tastes.
Miles continued to act with Griffith's company until about 1912, when he became a director, again with Biograph. He remained there until well after Griffith had left, but his movie career ended in 1916 with the direction of a feature starring Griffith wife, Linda Arvildsen, for the Kinemacolour company.
As you might expect from that description, I do not particularly admire this Griffith film, despite its kindly message and decent acting -- actually, for the summer of 1909, fine acting. The message is offered too broadly for my tastes.
Miles continued to act with Griffith's company until about 1912, when he became a director, again with Biograph. He remained there until well after Griffith had left, but his movie career ended in 1916 with the direction of a feature starring Griffith wife, Linda Arvildsen, for the Kinemacolour company.
