The Crimson Moviegoer

It is about time somebody came out and squawked real loud about the double-feature menace. Every time we go to the movies we have to sit through a perfectly lousy movie to get to see the end of a good one and we're sick of it. A handy case in point is that of the bill at the University for today and tomorrow. Robert Montgomery, Eric Blore and Frank Morgan put on a screaming farce in "Piccadilly Jim," one of the funniest, cleverest light pieces of the current season. But whether you get it before, or after, or sandwiched between the asininities of "The Crime of Dr. Forbes" (starring Gloria Stuart and a number of other nobodies) your evening is damn near ruined.

By all means see "Piccadilly Jim." Every character is perfectly cast (Benchley, Billie Burke, and Madge Evans among others), the P.G. Wodehouse story is a howl. But arrive at 3.00, 6.10, or 9.25, and miss the crimes of "The Crime of Dr. Forbes." The Movietone News is utterly uninteresting. A.C.B.