Film

Roman Holiday

Name: Roman Holiday
Genre: Romance, Comedy, Drama
Released: 1953
Cast: Gregory Peck, Audrey Hepburn, Eddie Albert, Hartley Power, Harcourt Williams

A carefree lark that stops your heart. Audrey Hepburn's runaway princess and Gregory Peck's cynical reporter spend one day discovering each other and Rome, half comedy of manners, half slow ache toward an ending you can already feel coming. Black-and-white, unhurried, gorgeously shot on real streets — a film about happiness you're allowed to keep for exactly twenty-four hours.

TMDb rating

7.9

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