A Countess From Hong Kong (1967) review

American diplomat Ogden (Marlon Brando), relieved he's about to be divorced from his wife Martha (Tippi Hedren), is sailing back to his native country from Hong Kong when he finds Russian countess Natascha (Sophia Loren) is hiding in his stateroom and wants to live in the United States (even though she doesn't have the proper documentation), so Ogden and his associates Harvey (Sydney Chaplin) and Hudson (Patrick Cargill) try to hide her ... and then Martha shows up.  Unfortunately, this is the last feature Chaplin ever wrote and directed (he appears briefly as a steward), and it finishes out his career on a subpar note: it tries to be this Broadway-esque bedroom farce except the timing and humor are completely off, there isn't much chemistry between Brando and Loren and apparently there were issues on the set (Brando called the movie "a disaster").  Chaplin's silent work - with himself as the star - remains some of the best cinema has to offer ... and while his later films have plenty of critical support, I personally don't feel like they possess nearly the same level of magic: it's the curse of an aging prodigy.