The venomous and amoral wife of a wealthy architect tries, any way she can, to break up the blossoming romance between her husband and his new mistress; a good-natured young widow who holds a dark past.
Brian G. Hutton
Awaiting at London Airport for a flight to New York, Frances Andros, seen off by her tycoon husband, Paul Andros, plans to leave her spouse for the arms of an aging international playboy, Marc Champselle. Les Mangrum, a self-made Australian businessman traveling with his loyal secretary, Miss Mead, must be in New York the following day to arrange the loan that will help him repel a hostile takeover of his tractor company. Max Buba, a film mogul traveling with starlet Gloria Gritti, must get out of England immediately or face ruinous British income tax. The Duchess of Brighton has taken a job as a hostess at an American holiday resort, thinking she will be able to keep her family estate on her new income. Fog descends and blurs the future for them all, forced now to wait in the airport hotel for morning and fair weather. Written by
This is basically a soap-opera decorated like a Christmas tree with a prominent cast.
There are two plots and two non-plots. The non-plots, with Orson Wells and Rutherford, are uninteresting. From the two "plot-plots", the one with Rod Taylor and Maggie Smith is solid, though very predictable, and the one with the love triangle Burton-Taylor-Jourdan is soap-operatic though not tedious, as it may have easily turned out. The film is basically kept afloat - after a boring first 15-20 minutes - by R.Taylor, Smith, and Burton. Jourdan is average, and Elizabeth Taylor, though not bad, simply plays herself, and in the process does her distressed-rich-princess routine yet again.
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