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French Without Tears (Paramount) is based on Terence Rattigan's romantic farce about an attractive flirt (Ellen Drew), who runs amorously amok in a French school for future British diplomats. One of the pictures which under the present quota arrangements Paramount must make every year in England, French Without Tears has not been very vigorously exploited in the U. S.--as if the studio were a little ashamed of it. There is nothing to be ashamed of. It rattles pleasantly enough down its well-worn groove, lubricated by a flow of bright quips and excellent performances by Roland Culver as a jut-jawed naval commander, David Tree as his lovesick rival. But it is chiefly notable as a demonstration of what eye-rolling Ellen Drew and eyebrow-lifting Ray Milland can be made to do by a capable director--Anthony Asquith, who co-directed Pygmalion.

Ma, He's Making Eyes at Me! (Universal) falls chronologically between Oh, Johnny, How You Can Love and I Can't Give You Anything but Love, Baby, continues Universal's minor cycle of pictures named for resuscitated song hits. Its original plot, whereby grinning Tom Brown and ululant Constance Moore salvage a swank insolvent dress shoppe by high-priced publicity and low-priced gowns, is the brain child of Columnist-errant Ed Sullivan (TIME, April 15).

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