Watched this after watching a Hitchcock movie.
The Man who Knew Too Much (1956).
and hour later I watched this.
It's a unfair comparison, one a classic, another by a highly skilled director....it strikes me has how unimportant good dialogue has become in modern movies.
Quite a few of the scenes in this movie abruptly cuts out after a short dialogue sequence that ends with a zinger of some sort...very little of the natural flow of conversation that was more common in movies of old.
It's a striking contrast, I probably wouldn't have picked up on it if I didn't see Hitchcock's movie an hour earlier.