After one of the biggest build-ups in recent Hollywood history, Rita Hayworth makes her costarring debut in R. K. O.'s "You'll Never Get Rich," now showing at Loew's State and Orpheum. She is called upon to fill the shoes--or rather, dancing slippers--of Ginger Rogers, and to twirl the light fantastic with filmdom's ablest dancer, Fred Astaire. It's to her credit that she does a snappy job, although she is continually outshone in their dancing scenes by her flashier partner. This is a fate which was shared by La Rogers as well, and it is probably due as much to the excellent camera angles which Astaire is granted as to any greater talent that he may have.

Whether or not the team of Hayworth and Astaire will click as smoothly and as often as did Rogers and Astaire remains to be seen; it starts off with plenty of promise. Handicapped in the first place by a dull story about life in an Army Camp, and secondly by a script which doesn't give them enough chance to go through their dance routines, these two still manage to put on an amazing exhibition whenever they get a chance. When it comes to acting, Miss Hayworth is probably a little less boisterous than Ginger was in her heyday, but in a more serious way she is just as effective. Astaire, as usual, is superb in his dancing scenes, which more than make up for his short-comings as an actor and a singer.

"You'll Never Get Rich" is not worth so much in itself as it is as a promise of good things to come; this duo, with some careful handling, should work out to be one of the screen's most attractive and entertaining couples. Robert Benchley is mildly funny, though he seems a bit tired of it all. And there are a couple of good tunes that might, now that B. M. I. and ASCAP are buddies, find their way to the hit parade.

"Tillie the Toiler" is also on the bill. We prefer to read about her in the comic strips.