THE MOVIEGOER

All Nazis are beasts: they send aged mothers the ashes of their executed sons, violate young girls, bully a daughter into offering to prostitute herself in order to save her father, and savagely torture men for mere amusement. But one man remained unconquered, dying for what he believed in: Pastor Hall.

The intention of this black-and-white presentation is oppressively obvious: to arouse us to protect all that the pastor stands for, to destroy the Antichrist Nazis and their depraved doctrines.

But, so caught up is the picture in its own hysteria, that it overlooks the fact that the pastor never fights. Not once did he even strike a strom trooper. Not once did he exhort his parishioners to do so. He is the "turn-the-other-cheek" type of Christian. Yet Jimmy Roosevelt ('37) tries to transmute this inspiring figure into a little tin Christ. If it weren't so ominous, we could afford to laugh.

Kay Kyser's effort is a thoroughly delightful, Ghost-Broken mixture of jitters, giggles, and jives, as "You'll Find Out" if you go.