PLAZA THEATRE

Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 80, Issue 248, 19 October 1937, Page 9

PLAZA THEATRE

FARR-LOUIS FIGHT. A win on points in a championship boxing contest is almost invariably a matter of dispute, but in the case of ring battles of international importance it is often possible for thousands who did not see the actual light to judge for themselves by seeing the exchanges reproduced in full on the silver screen. This is the position in regard to |he recent heavyweight bout for the world title between the champion, Joe Louis, the Detroit negro, who was introduced to the crowd at Madison Square Garden, New York, as the “Brown Bomber,” and Tommy Farr, the British Empire champion from Tonypandy, Wales. Round by round this highly-disputed light is being shown on the current programme at the Plaza Theatre. As a reproduction in full of a light upon which depended the tenure of boxing’s premier honour, the picture is in itself of outstanding interest, but, in view of the decidedly mixed reception given to the decision in favour of Louis, boxing enthusiasts will value the opportunity of judging whether the decision was the correct one. So much has been heard of the champion and his challenger that much of the appeal of the picture lies in the opportunity it presents to sec them in action. Technically the picture has exceptional merit, and it is safe to say that its audiences can follow the fight more closely than could many of the spectators at the Garden. The main dramatic feature is “There Goes My Girl.” This is a brisk-moving comedy of the ways of American newspaper men and women. Gene Raymond and Ann Sothern make a good team in the roles of reporters and wouldbe husband and wife efforts to get married are continually foiled by the lady’s editor (Richard Lane), who feels that her journalistic services are too valuable for him to allow her to drift into mere domesticity. He stages a mock-murder in the church with considerable success when the pair are at the altar, but finally overreaches himself and watches a belated marriage service while his own reporter holds him down and gags him. “Wings of the Morning” The greatest film that has ever come from England, and in many respects greater than anything produced in America, “Wings of the Morning,” which is to commence next Friday at the Plaza Theatre, places a simple love story against a perfect backscreen of pastel shades and delightful panoramas. England boasts

that this, her first film in colour, was absolutely her own production, and with the exception of the charming French actress, Annabella, this is quite true. Of Annabella it can be said that, her beauty rivals that of the scenery of which the film is so full. The colour work is something entirely different from the usual production and remarkable for its fidelity.