Chaplin's final return to the screen after a 10-year hiatus (THE KING IN NEW YORK, 1957), is a dismal, uninviting comedy. Brando is a stuffy American diplomat whose coffers bulge with millions. He sails from Hong Kong on a luxury liner, heading for Honolulu where his estranged wife,
Hedren, is to join him. Complicating his life is a white Russian countess, Loren, who, utterly penniless, seeks a new life in the US and stows away in his suite. She met him earlier in a nightclub and explained that since age 13 she has been earning a living as a dance-hall floozie. She begs him,
once he discovers her hiding in his suite, to allow her to go to America. When he refuses, ...