To Paris with Love

In a contemporary review, The New York Times wrote, "the screen play by Robert Buckner about a Scottish gentleman and his son who visit Paris and have mild infatuations, the son with an older woman and the father with a girl, is an obvious and strained stab at humor, almost empty of wit or irony. And the performance of Mr. Guinness in it is perhaps the most pallid and listless he has ever turned in. These are hard words to utter about Mr. Guinness and one of his films, but the lack of his customary vigor is so evident that the words cannot be withheld. Except for occasional moments, when Mr. Guinness takes sudden spurts at farce—such as getting his suspenders caught in a hotel-room door or finding himself entangled in a badminton net—he walks through his slight romantic pretense as though he were either ill or bored. His director, Robert Hamer, must share the responsibility, too, for the pace and invention in creation are conspicuously slow and undefined".[3]

More recently, the Radio Times applauded the film as "An amiable, light-hearted exercise in postwar "naughtiness"...enlivened by Guinness's engaging performance, reunited as he is with his Kind Hearts and Coronets director Robert Hamer, and a screenplay of sweet charm from Warner Bros veteran Robert Buckner. Both the leading lady, lovely Odile Versois, and Paris itself are delightful in mid-1950s Technicolor, and this movie, though slight, is often shamefully underrated."[4]

The film earned $700,000 in the US, a strong figure for a British movie at the time.[5]