The show at the U.T. may be sweet to the nice old lady from Des Moines, but to someone in the midst of preparation for an Ec or Physics exam,--it is bittersweet. Everyone is wildly happy through reel after reel. Then a tinge of dewey-eyed sadness and the molasses rolls up and down the aisles in great gooey gobs. The whole thing ought to give even the mildest cynic indigestion for weeks.

"Bittersweet" is full of lilting Noel Coward tunes and Jeanette MacDonald's red hair. The plot is concerned chiefly with the gay, carefree life of Old Vienna, with two people awfully, awfully, desperately in love, and genius starving in a garret. Nothing is notably different from any other picture of that type and about the best that can be said for it is an acceptable encore of Nelson Eddy and Jeanette MacDonald. And there will probably be people who will still be clapping for another one.

"Hullabaloo" is a mildly amusing show with plenty of Frank Morgan, but the gal who steals the show is an incredible-looking harpy who sings "Jeannie With the Light Brown Hair" like it ain't never been sung before! The story is one of those back-mike jobs about auditions, and talent, and Orson Welles's Mars broadcast. A few tears are dropped on vaudeville's grave, but the general message is that entertainment will go marching on. "Hullabaloo" is not too strong marching, though.