Regina (Audrey Hepburn), plans to divorce her husband after returning from their ski vacation. But when she arrives, she finds an empty apartment and her husband's body in the morgue. Regina learns that her husband owned a quarter of a million dollars from the government, which led to his death. Without losing any sense of humor at any time, the film begins to revolve around a series of characters who appear to claim the money.
A film full of clichés of the genre, in which, regardless of the excuse, the plot and the characters must be tangled up to give the impression that everyone is guilty. As such, it does its job.
However, and despite underlining that I had a lot of fun, Charade jettisoned the mystery created as soon as Gary Grant (in the film, the man with a thousand names) appeared on the screen. We all know that the plot always has a special role reserved for the star; and this is something with which I just did not commune. I do not like films in which the name of their actors is greater than even the title itself. Sometimes it doesn't even matter if they do it well, just who they are. Fortunately, this is not the case; Hepburn is splendid, and the chemistry she has with Grant is fabulous.
A film full of clichés of the genre, in which, regardless of the excuse, the plot and the characters must be tangled up to give the impression that everyone is guilty. As such, it does its job.
However, and despite underlining that I had a lot of fun, Charade jettisoned the mystery created as soon as Gary Grant (in the film, the man with a thousand names) appeared on the screen. We all know that the plot always has a special role reserved for the star; and this is something with which I just did not commune. I do not like films in which the name of their actors is greater than even the title itself. Sometimes it doesn't even matter if they do it well, just who they are. Fortunately, this is not the case; Hepburn is splendid, and the chemistry she has with Grant is fabulous.