This was my third attempt, and it still feels like watching paint dry — then watching it rewind. There’s craft on display, but the pacing drags its feet like it’s trying to miss the last train home.
The 1934 version isn’t perfect, but it’s wittier, pacier, and keeps the intrigue ticking along. This one adds roughly three-quarters of an hour, and you feel every minute of it. The suspense doesn’t build; it queues.
It does perk up in the final half hour, when the machinery finally starts moving and you can see the shape of the thriller Hitchcock wants. Trouble is, by then your patience has already been sandblasted by the first stretch.
The only bit that really sticks is the song — “Que Sera, Sera” — which is admittedly a hell of a takeaway. As a film, though, The Man Who Knew Too Much mostly left me admiring the intention and wishing it had called time sooner.
One of those - "what would I do in this situation"? films where no-one really believes what is going on when trying to explain with a bare minimum of facts and only a hunch as to what the situation may develop into. A vehicle for both Stewart and Day to show that they can act (and in the latter's case, sing), with scenes in several countries (albeit as an obvious film backdrop in some scenes) but overall a very good film with a clever backdrop of how the murder will be attempted, as stated, possibly the first time that this 'cover' has been used cinematically.
This must be the first tension drama in which a murder is planned to happen at a particular moment in an orchestral performance. I have seen many similar variations since. The film has a familiar Saturday morning feel to it. Good enough to pass the time but not breathtaking. Doris Day has a reasonable singing voice but Que sera sera is not good enough to be sung twice in one film. Hitchcock uses the English actors to play the clumsy villans, the French to play the immoral murderer and the Americans to play the Hero/Heroine. If you stomach the stereotype it is watchable.