"Rhythm On the River," for the benefit of all magnolia-hating Yankees, is not dreamy-eyed hogwash about the Mississippi befo' de wa'. The "River" is the Hudson; the "Rhythm" is snappy; and there is very little about the show that is dreamy-eyed. The story concerns a song writing tycoon (variously surmised as a take-off on--(1) George Gershwin, (2) Cole Porter, (3) Palestrina) who has lost his touch; ergo, he hires two very substantial looking ghosts, baby-face Bing Crosby and anything-but-baby-face Mary Martin. The Crosby-Martin arrangement gets hot, finally takes the tune away from tycoon Basil Rathbone. Moral:--Youth Will Be Served. P.S. A gargoyle named Levant appeared periodically. Four women swooned. Two children were carried out in hysterics.

"Flowing Gold" is a re-take of "Boom Town" sans Hedy Lamarr. Schools of thought are divided as to whether the picture is better or worse.