Motion Pictures About Town

"The Captain's Paradise" is Guinness superb. Celia Johnson is the perfect homebody; Yvonne De Carlo is perfect in her way too. A splendid comedy. At the Paris.

"From Here to Eternity" cleans up James Jones' novel without dissiapating its impact. Frank Sinatra is fine, as are Montgomery Clift, Burt Lancaster, and Deborah Kerr. At the Capitol.

"The Robe" is more spectacular than most Biblical stories due to cinemascope and more tasteful because of the under-done performances of the cast. Victor Mature is the one noticeable exception, at the Roxy.

"The Moon is Blue," a pleasant little nothing in which everybody talks about sex and no one does anything about it. The Legion of decency was not amused; everyone else has been. At the Trans-Lux Colony.

"Julius Caesar" is worth the lending of your cars, eyes, etc. Hollywood's first real victory with Shakespeare, the film stars James Mason, John Gielgud, and Marion Braudo; this last is not so funny as it sounds. At the Plaza.

"Shane," with Alan Ladd as the mysterious hero from out of the night, is several cuts above most other westerns. The brightest spot is a violently refight scene which has punch even in 3-D. Jean Arthur and Van Hefliu play man-and-wife. Their son, Brandon do Wilde, has the distinction of being one of the few non-objectional movie juvonilee. At the Greenwich.