Film

A Foreign Affair

Name: A Foreign Affair
Genre: Comedy, Drama
Released: 1948
Cast: Jean Arthur, Marlene Dietrich, John Lund, Millard Mitchell, Peter von Zerneck

Drama

A Foreign Affair is a Billy Wilder postwar comedy-drama set in occupied Berlin, where moral ambiguity and sexual tension collide. Jean Arthur and Marlene Dietrich circle a charming army captain as he navigates between duty and desire. It's wickedly smart about power, complicity, and how easily we rationalize what we want to believe.

TMDb rating

3.6

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