An Anglo/French/Italian mishmash in which Peter Ustinov cannot make up his mind whether he is directing farce, satire or absurdist comedy.
It has quite deservedly been consigned to cinematic oblivion as it is a monumental waste of talent and was no doubt an acute source of embarassment to all concerned. Mr. Newman simply cannot play comedy and his partnership with La Loren is utterly devoid of chemistry. David Niven as always adds a touch of class to proceedings.
Mr. Ustinov claimed that he was given too lavish a budget which must surely be the lamest excuse for making a stinker that one is ever likely to hear.
It was his intention to give us a combination of Rene Clair and Preston Sturges. Little evidence alas of either here except perhaps to remind us how truly great were those two directors.
It has quite deservedly been consigned to cinematic oblivion as it is a monumental waste of talent and was no doubt an acute source of embarassment to all concerned. Mr. Newman simply cannot play comedy and his partnership with La Loren is utterly devoid of chemistry. David Niven as always adds a touch of class to proceedings.
Mr. Ustinov claimed that he was given too lavish a budget which must surely be the lamest excuse for making a stinker that one is ever likely to hear.
It was his intention to give us a combination of Rene Clair and Preston Sturges. Little evidence alas of either here except perhaps to remind us how truly great were those two directors.