Richard Brooks directs Elizabeth Taylor, Paul Newman and Burl Ives in this Tennessee Williams drama where a drunk heir, his sexually frustrated wife and a rich plantation owner work through their beefs on a stormy night.
How strange to watch something that was shocking and controversial in its day through modern eyes. Even though every hint that Newman’s Brick Pollitt had a gay romance with his football buddy has been smothered or removed by Hollywood you can plainly tell his life on the down-low is what is eating him up. What other reason could there be not to want to impregnate a peak Elizabeth Taylor? This leads to a whole lotta housebound talk about wills. Shouting, recriminations, some salty Southern bitchiness. If Newman and Taylor didn’t look so sultry it might be a bit of a droning bore, defanged as it is.
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