When three such eminent film celebrities such as George Bancroft, Kay Francis, and Clive Brook are gathered together for a movie, one is led to expect some rather entertaining fireworks. As a matter of fact, "Scandal Sheet", now at the University, is a good deal like the old parable of the sky-rocket.

The story is chiefly concerned with the newspaper ethics of the tabloids George Bancroft as a city editor proudly boasts that he gets news and prints it. There is nothing sacred for George. It is a successful creed evidently for the publisher of "The Bulletin" sets a great deal of store by his managing editor. The circulation of the paper increases and a reputation is ruined once an issue. Then one day Mr. Bancroft learns that his wife, who is dearer than life itself, is in love with the successful banker. Clive Brook. The managing editor goes to his wife to verify the story with blood shot eyes, distrait hair, and a wild look. One gathers that it is an ordeal for Mr. Bancroft. The next shot shows him dictating the story to his stenographer in a heavy, toneless voice. That good man is greatly put out as his superior tells of the duplicity of the wife, the ugly details of the liason, and finally the killing of Clive Brook by Mr. Bancroft. It's pretty good news even for a tabloid.

Kay Francis is as attractive as usual, which is high praise. Clive Brook continues to have the most expressive eyebrows in Hollywood and is as much the suave glacier as ever.

"Scandal Sheet" had a great chance for a first rate show, but in the last few reels it went haywire due chiefly to ham dramatics and a few inexcusable scenes. The fade out finds George whiling away the hours in Sing Sing as Managing Editor of the prison paper.

New Moon, the other attraction, begins as a bit of lusty Russian sex drama, with what might be called some very frank border ditties and conversation. But it dwindles off into a good old American musical comedy. Grace Moore and Lawrence Tibbett are the musicians and the direction is truly comical.