Sentimentalists in general, as well as all those who believe themselves lovers of the sweet, story-book atmosphere of the old South, will find more than enough solace for their souls in the current offering at the Met. For "Mississippi," starring Bing Crosby and W. C. Fields, very nearly runs over at times in its attempts to pull at the heartstrings of the audience.
Song-singing Bing and Funnyfellow Fields practically make the show what it is. Fortunately--or wisely--Bing is not made to act, but merely allowed to sing and move about harmlessly. These he does to the satisfaction and enjoyment of all. The humorous element of the film is well carried on the capable shoulders of Mr. Fields, who is at his best as the blustering show-boat captain, boasting continually about his bravery. Joan Bennett is adequate in her role as the leading lady.
The stage show in general is rather poor, although Gaby and a male tap-dancing trio put on rather interesting acts. Fabian Sevitsky's "impression" is up to its usual standard.