Sally Field has such a rapport with the camera that movie audiences immediately relate to her highs and woes; it's gratifying to see her in a sunny, upbeat comedy, and one almost wants to let "Surrender" pass just on the basis on Field's energy and charisma alone. Alas, it's a film built on such an overworked premise--love and money--that goes off into so many perplexing directions, it results in being one of Sally's weakest movie vehicles. Michael Caine does what he can with silly role of wealthy writer taken to the cleaners by women over the years, meeting assembly-line artist Field and pretending to be poor (but of course, she's the one pure lady who wouldn't care if he had money or not). There are some interesting bits in the film: a date to the airport--to watch the planes fly overhead--is curious and amusing (and looks good on film) and the embarrassing way in which the two lovers meet. But not enough wit was put into the basic make-up of the story, which plays like something from the Doris Day-Rock Hudson generation. That's OK if the picture has the wit and snap of "Lover Come Back", but "Surrender" is terribly insecure and unsure of itself. ** from ****
Review of Surrender
