Mr. Hyde, murderer

A new Jekyll and Hyde film

■ Fredric March, following in the footsteps of Richard Mansfield and John Barrymore, essays, in a new screen version (by Samuel Hoffenstein) of Stevenson's immortal thriller, to recapture the sinister aspects of the good, but too experimental Dr. Jekyll. In this impressionistic photograph by Steichen, the charm and grace which March displayed to such advantage in The Royal Family, is hidden beneath the loathsome mask of a primitive and evil man. The lady, whose life he is about to snuff out, is Miriam Hopkins, who plays Mr. Hyde's sweetheart (the modern version generously allots a lady-love to Hyde as well as one to Dr. Jekyll—his better self—who, incidentally, may be seen dimly floating about the murderer's heart). The direction of the film, which presents numerous technical as well as artistic difficulties, has been placed in the hands of the inventive Rouben Mamoulian, who can be counted upon to extract, from it, its last bitter drop of chill terror