Overdosed on sugar last night by watching "Little Mary Sunshine" (1916) with "Baby" Marie Osborne, Henry King, Marguerite Nichols, Andrew Arbuckle, and Mollie McConnell. Not only starring Henry King, but also directed by him, this might have been worth watching. After all, King directed "Tol'able David", "Twelve O'clock High", "The Gunfighter", and many, many other very fine films later. But this one??! Everybody, including King himself, keeps looking at the camera as though camera shy. Marie Osborne is OBVIOUSLY listening to the director tell her what to do, where to move, who or what to look at, etc. "Baby" Marie - oh, I'm so sorry to say! - is as cute as a button, and simply one of the worst child actresses I've ever seen. The 46 minutes that remain of this film - and I'm sure it must have been closer to 50 or more originally - fluctuate between bathos, morality tale, and simply implausible nonsense of the worst sort. The scenes with the bear, which most people will admit to liking best about the film over all the humans, will appeal to the four year olds who watch - and no doubt did in 1916 - but will have a difficult time appealing to the four year old mentality that remains today in those over five to ninety-five.