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THE MOVIEGOER

At Loew's State and Orpheum

By B. S. W.

"Lucky Night," with Myrna Loy and Robert Taylor, should be swallowed only with a stiff antidote of Jonathan Edwards' Sermons. This hangover from the screwball comedies of Carole Lombard would be otherwise too tough to take. A night of recklessness and a drunken marriage, with all the usual complications, results in just another telling,--and a too, too giddy one--of an old story. The plot has no excuse except as a vehicle for MGM's big stars, and if the picture is merely a planetarium, it very definitely needs more power in the projector. The film is nothing more than a hodge-podge of supposedly funny scenes with a minimum of continuity. In the opening scene there appears with Myrna Loy a dead ringer for Taylor, but he soon passes out of the picture and never returns, even to explain his striking resemblance to the star. All in all, one cannot help concluding that the screwball tendency in comedy so easily overdone, has been carried a number of degrees too far.

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