The New Pictures

Chicken a la King. Now that summer has come, it is good to see Ford Sterling on the silver screen. He has a cool countenance and, at one point, he becomes covered with snow. In a quiet way he is funny. He plays a middle-aged married man named Horace Trundle who is shorn of his bankroll by two chorus girls in the accepted Gentlemen Prefer Blondes fashion. In the end, his wife, Erne (Carol Holloway), gets him back. The cast is capable: Nancy Carroll as one of the girls,

Arthur Stone as a thimble-witted rascal of a brother-in-law.

Ladies of the Mob. Now it can be told that Clara Bow can do things other than reveal her stimulating figure. She can act, tensely, convincingly. She has gone the way of Gloria Swanson--from sex appeal to genuine histrionics (including sex appeal). In this picture, she is a lady gangster who has not forgotten that the forces of the law "burned" her father in the electric chair. After a bank robbery and a narrow escape, she persuades her young pal (Richard Arlen) to give up the gun game, marry her, take her away to a little home in California. There she is as loving a wife as any man could wish. But her husband grows restless; he cannot be happy for long unless he has a gun in his hand. He goes back into the racket; and she, loyal but violently protesting, goes with him. And finally . . . no, that would be telling too much. Ladies of the Mob is excellent entertainment, if you refrain from getting analytical about the plot.