We were afraid the University had flunked this week's examination, but Maurice Chevalier surpassed himself and pulled the bill through with a high B plus. The "Folies Bergere de Paris," which, by the way, is not the "Folies Bergere" at all, is a clever farce in which the beautiful women, charming dialogue, and sure fire situations resound with a definite click. The movie has already received a favorable review in these columns and we can but pat the University on the back for billing it.

Ann Sothern, she of the dulcet crooning soprano, is the only person who is unfortunately cast. Her really delightful voice is not given ample opportunity. The girl who so successfully put over "Your Head on My Shoulder" in "Kid Millions" deserves a better break than the comic "Rhythm of the Rain." The sleek beauty of Merle Oberon produced a gasping reaction in the audience, and the rest of the cast were adequate.

Fortunately the titanic dance numbers are short, and, coming only at the beginning and the end, do not spoil the show.

"Death Files East" is a thriller which improves as it progresses. Hollywood machinery creaks dismally and obviously in the beginning, but as passengers drop dead in the aisles of a transcontinental air liner and the race against time seems more and more hopeless, it is possible to arouse interest. The solution has twist much as an O. Henry short story and left us with a satisfied feeling. The Oriental, whose name we didn't get, was much too charming to be an international thief. The valuable papers were delivered to Washington into the safe hands of the Patent Office, the murderer actually had a good motive, the good doctor was pardoned from his unjust incarceration, and Florence Rice faded out nicely in the competent arms of Physics Professor Conrad Nagle.

"Two Gun Mickey," if you get there in time to see him, dashingly rescues the little cowgirl who thought she could take care of herself. His gun battles make even the old Tom Mix look like a piker.