This is arguably Puffin Asquith's worst directorial effort by a country mile; it's true that his best days were behind him and the last thing guaranteed to revive a flagging talent and jaded appetite is a limp script like this and two leads with less on-screen chemistry than Bette Davis and Errol Flynn. Even as a freebie with an English newspaper it's honestly not worth the price of the newspaper - for the record the paper in question sponsors the London Film Festival and free copies are available at each screening which means that the movie cost me absolutely nothing and I still feel overcharged. We're not talking Golden but Platinum Turkey here. One to leave the country to avoid.