“The best food, the best clothes, the best hotels.”
James Coburn, devilish grin plastered on his face, is living the high life, one picked pocket at a time.
Too slick to be caught, too charming to seem a danger, he’s a master at work.
The big dog in a tight-knit group of grifters and con men, he takes wannabe Michael Sarrazin under his wing, though his new protégé would be smart to keep his head on a swivel at all times.
One of the best hidden gems from the ’70s, Harry will steal your attention.
At the very least.