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Old Hutch (Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer). Cinemaddicts who have felt that Wallace Beery's specialty of pawing at his chest, wrinkling his forehead, scuffing his toes and wiping his rubbery face with the palm of his hand, received too little footage in his previous pictures should be delighted by Old Hutch. It contains practically nothing else. Adapted by George Kelly from a Garret Smith story unearthed from the Saturday Evening Post files for February 1920, it shows what happens to a smalltown ne'er-do-well when he comes on a robber's cache of $100,000. Climax of his subsequent regeneration arrives, as anticipated, when the $100,000 disappears.
