Pat Boone attempts a serious performance in this otherwise insipid circus melodrama with romantic underpinnings, its story culminating in a silly avalanche sequence which adds not excitement but only melodrama to the mix. Surly American troubadour, traveling the world with his guitar after getting fired from every job he's ever had, winds up singing in Italy where he's discovered by a female ventriloquist employed by the circus. Big Top nonsense (with a scenario oddly similar to Elvis Presley's later "Roustabout" from 1964) quickly gives way to a heightened ridiculousness as Boone thinks he's killed a man and hightails into the Italian Alps with smitten Nancy Kwan in tow. British production has good color photography but no discernible style, not to mention some of the laziest circus acts of all time. Kwan, struggling to mount a running horse, gets one of many unintentional laughs; Boone is in fine, clear voice and lends the movie any vitality it possesses. *1/2 from ****