... . By C. A. LEJEUNE. WHAT is going to happen to John Garfield, star of DUST BE MY DESTINY, at the Warner Theatre? It seems to me that he is standing at the cross-roads of his film career. One road leads to the world of high acting where Paul Muni and Bette Davis, for example, have earned the right to hang up their hats. The other road leads downwards to those B pictures in which so many ...

... . By L. P. HARTLEY. MOST children are fond of riddles; to one's awaken ing mind they rank with puns as the highest form of the art of conversation. One of the first I remember was What made Rider Haggard? I'm not sure whether, in those days, the fact that the examinee earnestly protested his know ledge of the answer deterred you from telling him. I fancy that if you saw signs of en ...

... . By C. A. LEJEUNE. BAND WAGGON (Leicester Square) is not so much a picture as a party. In one noisy, absurd and informal gathering, it presents Arthur Askey, Richard Murdoch, Jack Hylton and his Band, Pat Kirkwood, Freddy Schweitzer, television's Jasmine Bligh, Moore Marriott, Mr. Middleton, Michael Standing, two Fleet Street journalists, the goat Lewis, Henrietta the Hen, and the shades-- ...

... . By L. P. HARTLEY. THE agreeable expectation with which one takes up a novel by Miss Helen Ashton is rarely disappointed. She is a novelist who always gives good measure. Not neces sarily in length. Length is a fashionable quality, but often it implies on the author's part laziness rather than industry. Miss Ashton is nothing if not industrious, but her industry is only another aspect of her ...

... . By C. A. LEJEUNE. LITTLE Joe Pasternak, the wizard pro ducer of Hollywood, has just pulled off another trick with DESTRY RIDES AGAIN. Pasternak is the Hungarian- born producer who watches over the destinies of Deanna Durbin, and who discovered young Gloria Jean, Deanna's natural successor. One day last vear Pasternak found himself with a Western on his hands, James Stewart for the male ...

... . By L. P. HARTLEY. WE constantly hear that such-and-such a novel is different, but usually it turns out to be the same as those we are accus tomed to. In any case, to be different is not necessarily a sign of merit, either in people or in books. The greatest novels differ from each other it would be hard to find points of resemblance between The Brothers Karamazov and The Golden Bowl. ...