James Watts

The first half ran along at a funeral pace until James Watts woke 'em up with his rough comedy stuff. Watts held the No. 4 spot acceptably, starting rather slowly, but picking up rapidly when going to the travestied Russian dancing. He gets pretty close to the line of good taste in the burlesque ballet business, and might tone down his throat clearing a bit while singing the travestied operatic selection earlier in the act. Rex Storey, Watt's assistant, does but little, but does it exceedingly well. If there is anything in the line of tried and true hokum Watts has overlooked in framing up his specialty, it isn't visible. The Riverside ate it all up, however, so what's the difference?

Variety, 54:9 (04/25/1919)