Rome Adventure belongs to an earlier, simpler time -- but it was not a good movie even then. That's not to say that Rome doesn't have some pleasures. For one thing, its simplicity, naivete and "innocence" (albeit of the manufactured Hollywood variety) can be quite amusing, especially to viewers who are fond of mocking such qualities. But it does have some legitimate assets, chief among them the lush Charles Lawton cinematography, which does an excellent job of capturing beautiful Italian landscapes and architecture. Indeed, the "travelogue" aspect of the film is quite seductive; it may add nothing to the film's drama, but it certainly makes the going much smoother. There's also Suzanne Pleshette, who is always worth watching. Granted, she's miscast here as a fretful virgin; Pleshette is simply too worldly wise to get away with that disguise, but she's also too good an actress to not have fun with it. Angie Dickinson is also on hand as some delicious eye candy, with Troy Donahue filling that role on the distaff side. But there's also the screenplay to deal with, a trite and contrived mishmash that hasn't an honest dramatic bone in its body. Delmer Daves applies his usual smooth, knowing direction to the affair, as he did to many similar romances of the period, but it just isn't convincing here. He might have been better to have junked the script altogether and just filmed Pleshette, Donahue and Dickinson standing and waving in front of the gorgeous scenery.