It's another Audrey Hepburn film taking place in Paris! Hepburn's dad is lending a statue to a museum and she and Peter O'Toole must steal it back before an upcoming technical examination will show that it's a forgery.
Lawrence of Arabia tries to do his best Cary Grant, but has a constant look of What am I doing here? The heist itself is endearingly lowtech. Okay, there are laserbeams around the statue, but no surveillance cameras or motion detectors that must be avoided. The film is a bit slow in the middle, and could maybe have used a surprise or two to turn the story around, but is still harmlessly romantic. Audrey Hepburn is, as always, good, but she is pretty much doing Audrey Hepburn. It's not the acting challenge that Wait Until Dark was.
Next: Two for the road.