25 December 2002 | dpoen
masterpiece of actors more famous elsewhere...
Guess what? Aside from All Quiet on the Western Front, this darn movie sticks in my mind more than most downer movies... you simply can't believe how completely uncomfortable you become, moment by moment, as the unfolding family disaster gets simply worse and worse---and worse, till finally the increasingly disjointed, insular world of everyone in the movie comes completely unravelled. Eve Marie Saint escapes---perhaps to North by Northwest---where her career hits a brick wall, but everyone else goes on to newer, better things moviewise, careerwise. Sadly overlooked, like "Mike's Murder" years later, this film burns a hole in the memory and one but wonders whatever happened to the early sixties era in which it was produced. Definitely not what I remember of the sixties---in and of itself, a dead era. This is in fact not a sixties movie, though produced in 1962---it is the definite deathknell of fifties entertainment and attitudes, combined with a great monstermother (Angela Lansbury) of a movie besides! Watch in particular Brandon de Wilde and Berry Berry (Warren Beatty) mix it up---well worth the price of admission!