The first of two films released in 1957 in which Fred Astaire effectively bade farewell to the genre he had bestrode like a colossus for nearly a quarter of a century is the cinematic equivalent of gorging yourself on a box of chocolates without the calories.
The title photographs by Richard Avedon (on whom the character played by Astaire was based) establish the iconic fifties cool that never lets up for the rest of the film. Had they shot the whole thing in the studio, the Gershwin score, Technicolor, VistaVision and Edith Head creations worn by all the cast but Audrey Hepburn would already have induced pleasure overload. But producer Roger Edens also shipped the crew to Paris and whipped that into the brew.
It shows how spoiled they were in those days that it didn't collect a single Oscar.
The title photographs by Richard Avedon (on whom the character played by Astaire was based) establish the iconic fifties cool that never lets up for the rest of the film. Had they shot the whole thing in the studio, the Gershwin score, Technicolor, VistaVision and Edith Head creations worn by all the cast but Audrey Hepburn would already have induced pleasure overload. But producer Roger Edens also shipped the crew to Paris and whipped that into the brew.
It shows how spoiled they were in those days that it didn't collect a single Oscar.