Television series

77 Sunset Strip

Name: 77 Sunset Strip
Genre: Drama, Action, Crime
Released: 1958
Cast: Efrem Zimbalist, Jr., Roger Smith, Edd Byrnes, Jacqueline Beer, Louis Quinn

A slick procedural about two cultured private detectives operating from a Hollywood office, mixing glamorous cases with globe-trotting intrigue. 77 Sunset Strip is effortlessly stylish—think spy thriller meets detective yarn, all fedoras and martinis and international mystery. It's for anyone who wants their crime drama elegant rather than gritty, and their heroes impossibly suave.

TVMaze rating

3.9

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