Moving picture producers are often unfortunate in the choice of titles. The Hollywood that changed "The Admirable Crichton" to "Male and Female" has done even worse by Claudette Colbert in her latest vehicle. But don't let the tittle scare you away from "She Married Her Boss." In it Miss Colbert demonstrates once again that she is the first comedy actress of the screen, and she gets able support from Melvyn Douglas and the rest of the cast.

Practically every way extant of thumbing the nose at outraged respectability is resorted to at one time or another in "She Married Her Boss," and all the things you've wanted to do but couldn't (such as throwing bricks through department store windows) are done. Vicarious satisfaction and a lot of laughs are the result. Efficient and mechanical, Julia Scott (Miss Colbert) runs a department store office that gets cut of hand as soon as she leaves. But her suppressed desire is to marry her boss, the aristocratic Richard Barclay (melvyn Douglas), who is as efficient as she and even more mechanical. In this she succeeds, clearing up a nice domestic mess (spoiled child, neurotic sister, filching servants, and all) on the side, only to find that she is a wife in name only. Julia's efforts to shake her husband out of his stodgy absorption in business finally succeed in a grand drunk at the expense of the butler's supply of Scotch. If half your pleasure in the late lamented Harvard football season was the drunks in the stands, weep no more, for here is a lovely one. It all ends with a ride, at the conclusion of which everybody gathers around to throw the bricks through Mr. Barclay's store window, Barclay himself leading. And, of course, you can see that everybody is going to be very, very happy.

All in all, it's a good show. The artistry of Miss Colbert's performance is matched by the smooth direction, and just the right tempo is maintained throughout. There are several good comedy scenes. The narcotic sister who goes on a hunger strike of some terrific duration--about half an hour. Both parts are excellently written and played, as is that of the butler. Michael Harret sings and acts his part will, but he's just a dummy, tossed in because a third man was needed.

Apparently three things, not two, a inevitable in the modern world--the third being child actresses. If you dislike child actresses who dance, sing, and goo as much as we do, you will consider Janc Withers another candidate for Public Enemy Number one. If you don't you may like. "This is the Life." Lots or people did, specially the people just behind us.