If you don't like children you will be completely nauseated by this slow-moving story about the woman who worked to remove "illegitimate" from the birth certificates of those Texans who were. Even if you do like children, you will be somewhat nauseated after two hours of billing and cooing but the youngsters on the screen and a similar period of oohing and ahing by slobberly sentimental housewives in the seats behind you. Walter Pidgeon--hereafter to be known as the dead pigeon--does as much as can be done with a role as lifeless as King Tut. Greer Garson, with her red hair in a big knot, looks like seven pounds of potatoes in a five pound bag--and I do mean bag. The picture as a whole--well, we won't be unkind--we'll just say it stinks.

Wallace Beery as "Barnacle Bill" provides a partial antidote to the lethal sweetness of "Blossoms in the Dust." Playing a loafing fisherman whose dreams of the South Seas and native women and wine and native women and bananas and native women and rest are shattered by a local woman, bleary Beery does an excellent job in the kind of role for which nature intended him. Leo Carillo is also excellent and Marjorie Main--well we won't be unkind--we'll just say she stinks.