With "The Gilded Lily" the Metropolitan adds another tasty course to Boston's exceedingly tempting menu of cinematic entertainments this week. Despite its pretentions and somewhat sickening title the film is one of simple and genuine amusement. The pretty, nicely romantic working girl (very well portrayed by the capable Claudette Colbert) is aided out of a subway crush by the handsome scion of one of England's best families--she doesn't realize the lofty position of the young man and unbothered by class considerations proceeds to fall quite completely in love with him. This puts a mild damper on her friendship with the likeable young newspaper man with whom she munches popcorn on Thursday evenings as the world passes by their bench in front of the New York Public Library (the unemployed having apparently gone to Florida for their winter vacation). The young Lord leaves, the young lady learns of his position and gets an unwanted revenge when her newspaper friend prints the story in slightly reversed form, making it appear that the lady has deserted the lord instead of vice-versa. She becomes notorious as the "No Girl" and while drowning her sorrow is persuaded to cash in on her fame by appearing at a night club. She does and her casual manner makes her a sensation. After another crack at the Englishman she returns to the newshawk and popcorn. It's all rather simple, wholesome and amusing--worth the trip across the soft receptiveness of the Common.

The stage show this week is downright good fun--an Argentine orchestra which can really make ones bones tickle with its rhythmic offerings is aided by a brace of the swiftest, nimblest dancers yet contributed by South America and by Jimmy Save, a pantomimist with a definite knack.