The relationship is also that Hollywood rarity, where the woman and the man are the same age. But Brosnan passed on the script and it ended up with Connery, who turned it into a kiddies' film by comparison - full of silly twists which made a mockery of the characters and had zero plot credibility. The role offers the dual attraction of pitching to their core audience and not having to over-stretch the acting muscles. We learn that he won a boxing scholarship to Oxford, early evidence of his pugnaciousness as well as, perhaps, the university's decline. Crown himself is no dunce, although he is a bored soul.
Life offers little to amuse the man who has everything.
To energise his existence and indulge his love of art, he orchestrates the daring robbery of a Monet from a New York museum. Also, Brosnan himself snatches the prize, unlike McQueen who hired others to do it for him - hardly daring or manly. Catherine, an insurance investigator who works with the police to uncover the perpetrator. It's not long before she has Crown in her sights, although her process of deduction is a lot more convincing than Dunaway, who appeared to rely on telepathy. Both are cold, glamorous professionals who enjoy the thrill of the chase and the ruthless kill.