She was an Irish lass with Dublin in her heart and the London stage on her mind. The bright candle lights of success beckoned in the 18th century as strongly as today. Her name was not Lamarr but plan Woffington--just "Peg of Old Drury." Wrapped up in a brand new package of old English drama, Anna Neagle scales the heights of theatrical adoration and wins that greatest prize of all--a corner in the heart of immortal David Garrick. It is the old story of home town girl makes good. But it is fresh and appealing, steeped in the lore of England in the days of Vauxhall and Will's Coffee House. In the hands of Sir Cedric Hardwicke, Garrick is not just Garrick the man but Garrick the actor, as brilliant in his lover's arms as in the throes of "The Merchant of Venice." Two sterling actors of our own Century bring old England into sharp and exciting focus.

In "You Can't Cheat An Honest Man," a flat script gives Charlie McCarthy's petrified personality very little chance to stir the audience from its boredom.