Claire Shaffer’s review published on Letterboxd:
Not Hitchcock's best, but I have a certain fondness for it nonetheless. I first watched this film as a high school sophomore in an old movie theater in Palo Alto - an early cinema appreciation experience for me.
The film drags at points, but it's sort of like being in a long cross-country journey with Cary Grant. It'd be nicer if you could talk with him in a coffee shop, or an old-school mahogany bar, but there are far worse people to spend such a long time with.