Film

Scaramouche

Name: Scaramouche
Genre: Adventure, Romance
Released: 1952
Cast: Stewart Granger, Eleanor Parker, Janet Leigh, Mel Ferrer, Henry Wilcoxon

A rakish MGM Technicolor swashbuckler built entirely around swagger, silk stockings, and one of the longest sword duels ever filmed. Stewart Granger plays the rogue-turned-actor with a wink, hiding among a commedia dell'arte troupe while plotting revenge against the aristocrat who killed his friend. It's frothy, gorgeous, and unashamedly old-fashioned — pure pleasure for anyone who wants romance and derring-do without a shred of cynicism.

TMDb rating

7.0

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