New Plays in Manhattan

Thunder in the Air. The ghost of a British soldier returns after ten years to twist the hearts of his parents and one-time fiancee. This spectral drama by Robins Millar, Glasgow journalist, may interest adherents of spiritualism; earthier critics may yawn.

Heads Up! Routine musicomedy, nautical, garnished with splendid new numbers by Lorenz (words) Hart and Richard (tunes) Rodgers ("Why do You Suppose?" "It Must Be Heaven," "A Ship Without a Sail") dervish whirls by shapely Barbara Newberry, croaking comedy by Victor Moore who thinks a mutiny is an afternoon performance.

Other Men's Wives. Elaborate and stupid tale of a French wayside inn with Claiborne Foster, orthodox detectives, lingerie, disguises.

Winter Bound. The Provincetown Players in a clumsy drama about two women who coop themselves in a farmhouse, vowing to abjure sex for the winter season. So nebulous is Playwright Thomas Herbert Dickinson, onetime English professor (University of Wisconsin), that you cannot be sure whether or not he is describing a modern Lesbos.

Cross Roads. Martin Flavin's third play of the season, posing a marriage problem among poor college students, developing it hectically, solving it dubiously.