Film

The Night of the Following Day

Name: The Night of the Following Day
Genre: Thriller, Crime
Released: 1969
Cast: Marlon Brando, Richard Boone, Rita Moreno, Pamela Franklin, Jess Hahn

A 1969 kidnap thriller where Marlon Brando leads a crew of criminals holding a teenage girl hostage in a French beach house. Stylish and paranoid, it's a film about greed and distrust eating away at a perfect plan. For anyone drawn to crime stories where the criminals are their own worst enemies.

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