Shaw and Lee aren't a bit more impressive on the Vitaphone than they are on the Orpheum. There's something frightfully dull about two alleged gentlemen in pin-checked suits and derbies broadcasting nonsense songs and prose in a nasal monotone. The theater addict used to find refuge from over-ripe vaudeville at the movies, but "them days is gone forever." Now it's in the movies — in the radio — in the bathtub — everywhere! There is no justice.