Loved Constance Talmadge in this ("Tish tish! 'tis no place to eat onions!"), but the biggest impediment to enjoying this film is its moral and politically incoherency rather than any narrative confusion. Even in 1916, the film's "questionable taste of some of its scenes and the cheap banalities into which it sometimes lapses" were mentioned in the New York Times. Almost unbelievable sets and a great score by Carl Davis (at least in my version) cannot make up for some of the Victorian methodist stance of Griffith: ""When women cease to attract men they often turn to Reform as a second choice.".
Synopsis: The story of a poor young woman, separated by prejudice from her husband and baby, is interwoven with tales of intolerance from throughout history.