An Alfred Hitchcock film, with the screenplay by John Michael Hayes. Set in the French Riviera, John Robie (Cary Grant) gets to wear a red spotted neckerchief and a quality woollen pullover – oo la la. As a reformed burglar previously known as “The Cat”, he must catch an imitator or otherwise the police will decide “The Cat” is back in business. He still has some contacts and works out who the next target will be. The next target happens to be a rich lady and her daughter Frances (Grace Kelly). Frances happens to look smashing in a sun bathing outfit, can drive a fancy sportscar very fast, and can pack a marvellous picnic lunch of fried chicken and beer nicely presented in a picnic hamper. But who is the cat burglar? And whose fur is being rubbed the wrong way? The denouement involves a masked ball, which basically means lots of fancy costumes. I give this film 5 stars mainly because we get to see Cary in the best pair of tartan swimming trunks ever. (Alas I have searched online, but cannot find a similar pair for George).
With fond regards and a meow, Betty-Rose