The World War in its Sudanese and Kurdish aspects serves as background in "The Last Outpost" for a touching love problem. It apparently wasn't much of a war anyhow: a few people do get killed, but they are mostly the enemy and it's all done with a smile. How Cary Grant happened to want to marry Gertrude Michael, his nurse in a Cairo hospital, is not made clear--apparently he was just born that way. He did nevertheless; but the situation was complicated by the reappearance of her long lost husband, who really wasn't such a bad fellow and had besides saved Mr. Grant's life earlier in the picture (Claude Rains tries hard with this part, but it's hopeless). The solution is obvious. The unnecessary husband was simply shot by the natives, after a manly scene of reconciliation with his successor.

There is an amusingly coy juggler on the stage, but there are also the Ritz Brothers. Thus whether you go to the Met this week hinges on how much you like Guy Lombardo.