AT THE UNIVERSITY
"Give Me Your Heart" Ably Redeems Kay Francis; "Stage Struck" Is Not Striking
There should be a trumpet to blow when a picture like "Give Me Your Heart" comes to the University. It has already converted one Kay Francis hater, and she is still the weakest member of the cast. Of course the triangle has some clever new angles, but the dialogue and minor situations are what really give the actors their chance. Precious feet of film are given to good conversation, and the audience has a chance to enjoy the picture instead of having to follow a bewildering series of action shots.
It is easy to see why "Stage Struck" has reached the second half of a University double bill so early in its career. It just hasn't got anything--Joan Blondell, Dick Powell, and the dewy-eyed heroine not excepted. The dance numbers are too fragmntary to deserve criticism. The songs are doggerel. The conventional comedy quartet is so bad it has to resort to camera tricks. But Frank McHugh comes through with one good gag, and there is some bedroom slapsticking worth watching