To Catch a Thief (1955)
Starring Cary Grant and Grace Kelly
Directed by Alfred Hitchcock
There's an incredibly simple plot. A retired jewel thief, John Robie (Grant) is accused of a new string of robberies along the French Riviera. He ends up setting out to prove his innocence, along the way meeting a lovely woman, Francie (Kelly), who quickly discovers Robie's shady past, but ends up falling for him regardless.
One of the problems is that the plot just doesn't go anywhere. It takes forever to get started and it never manages to pick up any steam. The finale is probably one of the most boring of any of the Hitch films I've watched, and the supposed "surprise" reveal of the actual thief is easily projected from the very beginning. Ultimately, the script goes a little more comedic than thriller, but the double entendres (including a ridiculously laughable "fireworks exploding = sex" scene) are just silly rather than sexy.
It certainly doesn't help that I never got any sense of connection between Cary Grant and Grace Kelly. I never bought that the lovely Kelly would ever fall for the aging Grant. Funnily enough, Grant and Eva Marie Saint in North By Northwest probably had the same age gap as Grant and Kelly, but I never bought into the relationship in To Catch a Thief, whereas the duo in North was kind of sexy. When your movie is essentially rooted in a romance between two characters and you don't feel any sex appeal, your film simply isn't going to work...and that's the case here.
Unfortunately, despite the desire to like the flick because of its two main actors, I simply couldn't find a whole lot to like about this one in the slightest.
The RyMickey Rating: D+