Rose Angione is a waitress. She is regularly beaten by her father for not given him enough money to get drunk. Alberto Danza loves her, but her father insists of being paid, so his mother says no. Danza says they will be married, even if he has to kill her father. Guess who turns up dead? Guess who's thrown in jail.
It seems that all of this movie survives, but it's something of a mess. Director Elvira Notari seems fond of irised shots, overacting, and people behaving like they're insane. Of course, this is a popular stereotype of southern Italians even today, and the fact this is based on a ballad may account for people speaking to the audience with their heads looking to left, or dying on the ground, their bodies contorted, but their arms raised so the audience in the last row of the balcony can see them. But for 1922, this sort of movie acting was well past its date.
