Film

The Private Affairs of Bel Ami

Name: The Private Affairs of Bel Ami
Genre: Drama
Released: 1947
Cast: George Sanders, Angela Lansbury, Ann Dvorak, John Carradine, Susan Douglas

Period drama

A cynical journalist climbs Paris society in the 1890s by seducing and discarding powerful women, leaving destruction in his wake. George Sanders is perfectly cast as the charming sociopath—handsome, shallow, utterly convincing. It's a character study of ambition without conscience, wrapped in period elegance and corrosive wit. For anyone interested in how charisma masks emptiness.

TMDb rating

3.1

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