Wonderful character development!

Fun premise, good actors, bad writing. This film seemed to have potential at the beginning but it quickly devolves into a trite action film. Ultimately it's very boring.

At first rather annoying in its heavy emphasis on reenactments, this movie ultimately proves fascinating, simply because the complicated, highly dramatic tale it tells still almost defies belief.

This is ultimately a movie about the very bad things that can happen when we don't address our unease, when we just try to brush it off, whether that's to fit in or to preserve our self-image.

One of the most charming films of the '60s, this was actually filmed during the 1964 Summer Olympics in Tokyo. It's a remake of a 1940s film, but the supersaturated Technicolor and all the other 60s aesthetic sensibilities make it an iconic film in its own right. There's so much that made this movie memorable for me: the dialog, the cast, the location, the music...This was Cary Grant's last film and he is very amusing as Sir Rutland. The rest of the cast are equally endearing & unforgettable. It was funny how many scenes of this movie were still fresh in my mind after so many years, like Christine's kimono, the two Japanese kids on the stairs, the coffee percolator, the hilarious walking marathon, the Shoji screens (which become their own character in the film!) Pure joy!

Columbia had a smash hit film in The More The Merrier with the great Jean Arthur. Cary Grant who made his last films at Universal such as Grass Is Greener, Operation Pettiooat, That Touch of Mink with Doris Day, Father Goose, and the superb Charade with Audrey Hepburn went to Columbia to remake the More The Merrier and called it Walk Don't Run and set at the Tokyo Olympiad. I read that Cary Grant personally sought out Jim Hutton who made all those wonderful MGM comedies with Paula Prentiss as the leading man and Samantha Eggar who starred in Columbia in William Wyler's The Collector as leading lady. Ms. Eggar is no Jean Arthur but then nobody to me can fill the shoes of that incomparable star Jean Arthur. Jim Hutton does well, and I liked his work, and Cary Grant is Cary Grant and that means the best there is. After this film Cary Grant retired despite numerous offers to return to the silver screen.

I've seen a lot of bombs in my time, but this one blasts them all to hell. On the advice of a colleague who insisted this was a fabulous movie that had to be seen, I purchased the DVD. I should say that I live in Japan and am fascinated by any film produced in the West about Japan. I thought this film would qualify. How wrong I was.There is absolutely no logic to a single frame of this film. We are asked to believe that Cary Grant, who plays Sir William Rutland, arrives in Tokyo at the height of the Olympic Games in 1964 two days earlier than he was supposed to, and for reasons known only to God, assumes that the hotel he would have been staying at two days later is going to have a room for him. Why would it? Then he goes to the British Embassy and meets Julius, an obvious screaming queen (but who is somehow engaged to marry Samantha Eggar -- we will meet her soon enough, don't worry), and the second secretary to the ambassador, who is so pompous that you will have to resist the urge to slap his face (especially hard to do since his face is on a screen). Rutland demands that Julius help him find a room. Julius points out to him that it's the Olympics and that there aren't any rooms. Then Rutland magically finds an advert on the Embassy bulletin board seeking someone to share an apartment. The sex is not specified – this contributes to the big "reveal" as the person seeking "someone" is "Chris," performed by Samantha Eggar, a perfectly beautiful British actress whose talents are absolutely totally wasted in this piece of flotsam/jetsam. Rutland takes a taxi to Chris's apartment building the instant that Chris happens to be arriving home (from what/why/where we will never learn. Shopping? Job? Who knows?). Long story short: Rutland forces his way into Chris's apartment – literally (and we're supposed to think this is funny?) and essentially thrusts his money in her hand, "making" him her roommate. Chris really is a proper young lady and she's at a loss to know how to get rid of this boorish dolt. The "story" bungles along until we meet Steve (Jim Hutton), the eventual "love interest," who stomps his way through the rest of the film with as much grace as Godzilla. Rutland, "feeling sorry" for Steve because he has no place to stay (and yet has apparently been wandering around Tokyo looking fresh as a daisy), drags him back to Chris's apartment and "sublets" his "half" of "his room." Just imagine the horror of it all! A proper young Englishwoman, engaged, living with two obnoxious boorish clods. Now, Rutland has his charms (he IS Cary Grant), but Steve thinks that he owns the world, shouting, screaming and stomping his way through the movie. I'm sorry, why is this entertaining?Then, again for reasons that remain incomprehensible, Rutland decides that Steve is the right man for Chris, and not Julius. (And yet, why? When he, Rutland, is the obvious best choice for her, despite the fact that he's married – which we "know" from two cutesy phone calls to his wife, whom he doesn't hesitate to explain about his living situation with a young woman – all played for laughs, mais bien sur!)The "charming, coy, cute, darling, frothy," and, apparently "brashly good-natured... hilarious" (quote from a review from the NYT) plot goes dump-dump-dumping along, trashing and destroying everything in its path. Entertained yet?But there's more. Why was this film made in Tokyo? There was no reason for it, whatsoever. None. The entire country and its people are just pawns to the special trio who graces the screen. Watching this movie made me cringe at how righteous Westerners were and how they just blabbered away in English to everyone in Japan and just assumed they would snap to. Yes, there were a few laughs that were harmless, based on cultural differences. But overall this was a ghastly, tedious, obnoxious waste of time and it's really sad to know that Mr. Grant sailed out on this "epic." Thank God for "North by Northwest"!

This film is a remake of a 1940s film, but the supersaturated Technicolor and all the other '60s aesthetics & sensibilities make it an iconic film n its own right. There's so much that made this movie memorable for me: the dialog, the cast, the location, the music... this was actually filmed during the 1964 Summer Olympics in Tokyo. It was Cary Grant's last film and he is very amusing as Sir Rutland. The rest of the cast are equally endearing & unforgettable. It was funny how many scenes of this movie were still fresh in my mind after so many years, like Christine's kimono, the two Japanese kids on the stairs, the coffee percolator, the hilarious walking marathon, the shoji screens (which themselves were like characters in the story.) Pure joy! ~NN