Although fitfully engaging, this continues the stagnation of Griffith's skillset as a dramatist. There's also - once again - a distressing amount of blackface on display throughout.
In Griffith's defense (although it's hard to tell for sure given the picture quality), it does seem like he at least casts actual black actors as extras around the central blackface performers in some scenes. The faintest of praise, to be sure, but I think it's worth contextualizing as at least an attempt at representation during in a time in which that was hardly considered at all. Even if it's still racist and still fucking sucks.
Anyway, as you can probably tell from the lack of discussion about the film itself, it's a fairly rote melodrama (which aggressively proclaims itself to be no such thing), and it's less visually engaging than the likes of One Exciting Night, but at least it's fairly svelte by Griffith's standards.