Typical Wallace Beery feature rendered weird and beautiful by von Sternberg direction. Although only Beery gives a good performance -- slower and much more introspective than his usual Long John Silver of this era --the von Sternberg visual touches -- the odd camera angle that brings out the lines on Beery's face, or the macrame drapes that cast shadows on the juveniles -- make this a deeply disturbing movie, like Tarrantino directing an episode of Sesame Street.
Review of Sergeant Madden
