On a rainy Sunday afternoon this would be fun with a friend. It's a silly, fluffy and self-indulgent love story, something that 50 years ago Cary Grant might have done. So what if background details are left out and the plot is nonsensical? It's a romance. (Okay, and the dialogue is sometimes a bit too cutesy and the hero does remind you constantly and annoyingly of The Sundance Kid.) There's room in the world for romp and caper and chase films too. (I only wish the scenery had been used a bit more. Both the Isle of Skye and Monaco can be charming places.) I liked the film when it first came out and watching it last night I enjoyed it again. Thanks, Bill.
Review of Year of the Comet
