The main points of wonderment in "Two-Faced Woman" are how the director can keep the old mistaken identity theme from falling apart on the screen and how Garbo can do the same for her person after lo, these many years. Unfortunately, their attempts are not successful enough to make this much-publicized comedy so diverting as its original version.

This tale of a neglected wife who poses as a seductive twin sister to win back her husband was called "a threat to the institution of marriage" by church and moral groups, who made M.G.M. take it back and wash its mouth out. Its entire effect was vitiated merely by inserting near the beginning a telephone scene wherein Melvyn Douglas discovers that the flame he is playing with is really his wife. From then on his adulterous activities become husbandly jesting acceptable to the thinnest- lipped moralist. The trouble with the picture now is that it not only fails to offend, but fails to excite. The best fun in seeing it comes from noting where the ghost of its former salacious self, keeps bobbing up between the lines and leering. But wherever Sex has stuck its head across the line into Will Hays's never-never land of tight sweaters and kisses that last more than seventy seconds, the censor's scissors have snipped it off neatly.

All we have left is Garbo, trying hard to be sexy. She may have her points as an actress, but certainly not her curves, so as a naughty bedroom comedy the film just doesn't click.