I was transfixed whenever the swashbuckling Mel Ferrer or the radiant Janet Leigh was on the screen, but my mind wandered during the silly comedic elements with the title character, and the tired lady's man antics from Stewart Granger. That last swordfight in the theater (which lasts 6+ minutes) is brilliant, but it comes too late, and can't save a weak script. This is the case of a film trying to do too many things - period piece, drama, comedy, and romance, when it should have been more focused. I hated the ending too. Enjoy it for the duels.
Review of Scaramouche
