It's really two quite different movies tied together by wonderful, lush Acapulco location cinematography by veteran DP, Joseph Ruttenberg.
The A movie is a heavy, rather dull Miseries Of The Idle Rich tale with unhappily married Lana Turner and Cliff Robertson at parties and aboard yachts, drinking, and repeatedly almost being unfaithful to each other. Yawn.
The B movie, which I wish had been the lone movie, features Wyatt Earp as a cheerfully amoral beachboy/gigolo. If Marguerite Roberts' dialogue in the A movie often resembles Charles Schnee with a lobotomy whenever Hugh O'Brian speaks we're almost in Tennessee Williams territory. And matching O'Brian in jaunty lustiness is Ruth Roman as a rich, aging American gal on the prowl.
Bottom line: Alternately boring and fun, with the former, unfortunately, winning out. C plus.
The A movie is a heavy, rather dull Miseries Of The Idle Rich tale with unhappily married Lana Turner and Cliff Robertson at parties and aboard yachts, drinking, and repeatedly almost being unfaithful to each other. Yawn.
The B movie, which I wish had been the lone movie, features Wyatt Earp as a cheerfully amoral beachboy/gigolo. If Marguerite Roberts' dialogue in the A movie often resembles Charles Schnee with a lobotomy whenever Hugh O'Brian speaks we're almost in Tennessee Williams territory. And matching O'Brian in jaunty lustiness is Ruth Roman as a rich, aging American gal on the prowl.
Bottom line: Alternately boring and fun, with the former, unfortunately, winning out. C plus.