This is a satisfying picture in which Mr. Brown introduces some interesting touches.

Admirers of Rudolph Valentino will appreciate a film in which there is every opportunity for the display of those dashing’ qualities which have made Valentino so popular.

Not a career peak for Clarence Brown, whose resume would encompass later classics like The Yearling, National Velvet, Intruder in the Dust and Idiot’s Delight, plus myriad glossy celluloid pedestals for Gable, Garbo, and Crawford. But it is good fun.

The Eagle, which is a rather complicated story of old Russia, is strengthened materially by the presence of Vilma Banky and by the fact that it never attempts to take itself seriously.