Transitions from the sublime to the ridiculous in double feature movie bills are rendered rare by the persistent absence of anything which might be called sublime; paucity of the ridiculous is most frequent. Such a turnabout is accomplished by this week's program at the University by virtue of the highly vaunted nature spectacle, "Sequoia." One is always suspicious of these animal films because for some puzzling reason it seems easier to make the human part of Hollywood's performers behave in more convincing fashion than the allegedly lower species. The stars of "Sequoia" are a deer and a puma; Miss Jean Parker is also much in evidence, but she seems to blend gracefully into the background and doesn't interfere seriously with the goings on. She should have been a W. H. Hudson girl-of-the-wilds with hair in the breeze and so forth, but she hasn't quite thrown off her ingenue manners. The deer and the puma are united in early childhood by Miss Parker when she finds them both orphaned. They are brought up together and then set free to roam the Sierras in company. Their ways part but at the strategic moments they meet in time to save each other from various fates at the hands either of other animals or of the bearded villains who come to the mountains for a week of alcoholized sport. This may sound very like good for the kiddies stuff, but it's photographed with breath-taking beauty and without being too "Buy American" it's safe to say that there aren't many more beautiful mountains in the world than the towering Sierras of California with their massive redwoods and gaunt peaks of stupendous height. The eye-appeal of this picture is such as has rarely graced the screen and the thrilling drama in the lives of the mountain animals is portrayed with sincere dramatic power.

"The Woman in Red" marks our abrupt descent to the ridiculous. We try hard to approach Gene Raymond films with objective eye but critical impartiality is impossible where he is concerned especially when the picture is in addition both serious and dull.

If lots of pictures were taken of Mr. Raymond in a bathing suit and were distributed in lieu of his picture, perhaps the female part of the stands would be satisfied and room would be made for somebody who can say "I love you" without appearing to be on the verge of some severe gastronomic upset.