I must repeat what some of the reviewers have said about this film. It is most unfortunate that a talented director Jules Dassin, Hollywood black list runaway, director of a very influential heist flick, Rififi , should cast himself as the goofy American that wants to educate his real life wife, Melina Mercouri. He is awkward in the role.
Unfortunately, this saucy prostitute that Melina plays started to grate on me early on. My parents talked of this movie when I was young and they thought it sexy in a 1950's way. There's not much actual skin, as we know R rated films today. There's tight fitting, long skirts that make the chunky babes look especially pear shaped. There's a lot of haughty drinking of the ouzo and the Zorba dancing, but really, the premise of Ancient Greece corrupted in the symbol of this smiling whore; indeed, Greece to be restored to greatness is so fuzzy, Dassin and Mercouri must have cooked it up in the Mediteranean sun. Two bottles of ouzo and the investors fell in. It just doesn't ring true.
Unfortunately, this saucy prostitute that Melina plays started to grate on me early on. My parents talked of this movie when I was young and they thought it sexy in a 1950's way. There's not much actual skin, as we know R rated films today. There's tight fitting, long skirts that make the chunky babes look especially pear shaped. There's a lot of haughty drinking of the ouzo and the Zorba dancing, but really, the premise of Ancient Greece corrupted in the symbol of this smiling whore; indeed, Greece to be restored to greatness is so fuzzy, Dassin and Mercouri must have cooked it up in the Mediteranean sun. Two bottles of ouzo and the investors fell in. It just doesn't ring true.