On paper no one sets out to make a clinker but someone in the background got it woefully wrong in the planning stage of this one. In film terms Paris is its own reward and how hard do you have to work to make it sing. Harder by far than anyone on both sides of the camera was prepared and/or able to in this case. For reasons that don't really hold water Alec Guiness plays a gotrocks who takes his totally insipid twenty year old son to Paris. Without anything added you have a viable idea right there. On paper. In fact all concerned contrive to snatch a suet pudding from the jaws of a soufflé'. The chemistry on display between ANY two members of the cast would struggle to illuminate a Toc H lamp. The only reason I can think of for producing this is someone needed a tax write-off.
Review of To Paris with Love
