Sombrero is a pretty poor musical, but it does offer some compensations for those who view it. Foremost among its assets are two near-to-stunning dance sequences, one involving Jose Greco and the other featuring Cyd Charisse. Greco's is probably the more interesting of the two, if only because he was not, like Charisse, a major musical star and therefore there is less of him readily available for viewing. He's not especially persuasive in his dramatic dialogue scenes, but when given his chance to dance, he displays true star power, filling the screen with an explosive yet graceful jealousy that is quite wonderful. Charisse, meanwhile, does her insinuating, alluring yet effervescent routine atop a mountain while the rain falls about her. There's also some luscious lensing from Ray June, and the cast is certainly game. But it's all in the service of a dreadful script, which aims to be picturesque but instead is clichéd and terribly dull. Norman Foster's direction is equally lifeless, and is unable to reconcile the many shifting moods that the three separate stories inspire.