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Tonight is Ours (Paramount). When a potential assassin shoots at George Arliss in The King's Vacation (see above), Arliss orders the band to play. In Tonight is Ours, Claudette Colbert does much the same thing under the same circumstances. She is a young queen who loves a commoner (Fredric March) but who, for reasons of state, is about to marry a Prince (Paul Cavanaugh). It is hardly necessary to add that a revolt almost as opportune as the one in The King's Vacation enables the Princess Nadya to enjoy what she describes as "her true heart's desire." Tonight is Ours, adapted from a play by Noel Coward which contains few traces of its author's customarily bright dialog, has the advantage of not taking itself too seriously. It is also one of those productions, a Paramount specialty, in which onyx tables, glass doors and chromium telephones provide a glitter which its situations often lack. Good shot: Alison Skipworth, as a Grand Duchess, telling the Princess what she liked best about the U. S.—iced tea and Coney Island.
Air Hostess (Columbia) deals sketchily with the duties of the personable young ladies in uniform who flutter over bored or nervous passengers, ply them with bouillon, magazines, small talk. It generally advertises Transcontinental & Western Air—which does not employ hostesses. Mostly the picture is nickelodeon melodrama, including a race between plane & disaster-bound train. Silliest shot: Hostess Kitty King (Evalyn Knapp) in a studio-built plane-pantry big enough to be the kitchenet of a dwelling.