John Houseman production was written for the screen from the novel by Susan Ertz. It concerns the romantic encounter that is briefly consummated during a mutual visit to Greece by an English book publisher (Peter Finch) who is taunted and tormented by a grudging, embittered, anti-social wife (Angela Lansbury), and a fragile American girl (Jane Fonda) who has been sheltered and protected to the point of absurdity by her adoring, but overly-finicky husband (Arthur Hill).
Most of this romantic schmaltz is set against some interesting Greek scenery such as the Parthenon and the Acropolis.
Peter Newbrook photographs ruins well, but is less effective with people. For example, he manages to disregard the dancers’ legs in the course of a Grecian folk dance scene.
Lansbury gets off the best acting in the film as Finch’s sour, scarfaced wife. She stirs up the only fun in the generally sour proceedings. Fonda, sporting a Cleopatra haircut, is all passion and intensity. When she loves, boy, she really loves. Finch wears one expression. It appears to be boredom, which is understandable.