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| Director: Brian G. Hutton
Actors: Elizabeth Taylor, Michael Caine, Susannah York, Margaret Leighton, John Standing
Studio: Sony Pictures
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Rating:  7 reviews
Sales Rank: 2657
Format: Color, Ntsc
Language: English (Original Language)
Rating: R (Restricted)
Media: VHS Tape
Number Of Items: 1
Running Time: 110 Minutes
Shipping Weight (lbs): 0.4
Dimensions (in): 7.3 x 4.2 x 1.1
ISBN: 6302862825
UPC: 043396605527
EAN: 9786302862829
ASIN: 6302862825
Theatrical Release Date: January 21, 1972
Release Date: May 16, 2000
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 great fun to watch December 29, 2005
Romance Lover (Connecticut)
I cannot believe that the last review was 2003. Come on all you Elizabeth Taylor fans write a review. I am in the process of watching all of E.T. (she likes to be called this today) films and enjoyed this one enormously. I found myself laughing at many times at La Liz's gestures. She was hysterical at times and I do mean that in a good way. A roll of the eyes,a deepening of her voice an Irish accent was a great show of what she can do. Some people are born into this world to be an actress and she is one of them. Oh, and Michael Caine and Sussanah York were fine in their performance but at times low key compared to E.T.'s performance. So put the kids to bed, get comfortable on the couch and watch. You won't be sorry.
Acting like she's in VIRGINA WOOLF 2, Taylor turns up the dail to MAXIMUM in this stupefying howl-fest! December 7, 2007
T. M. Anderson (Boston)
Liz Taylor nearly kissed off her stunning WHO'S AFRAID OF VIRGINIA WOOLF? comeback with an almost unbroken string of howl fests -- and this is one of the best of the worst. WIldly painted and bursting out of '60s psychedelic frocks in her a-go-go gone-amok phase, Taylor plays the sadistic, horny, wealthy, foul-mouthed wife of masochistic, horny, wealthy, foul-mouthed London architect Michael Caine.
The action starts when Caine, at a party, flashes his eyes at achingly sensitive boutique owner Susannah York. "You know, she told me she's prone to weeping if anything nice happems to her," hostess Margaret Leighton tells Liz of widow Susannah. Taylor bugs her eyes and gags: "Yuck! YUCK!"
Precisely.
Taylor turns into a woman run mad -- she's forever blaring bad rock music at home and rattling trash cans under the windows of York's flat yelling, "Is my husband in your chickenlike arms?" (You can tell that Caine likes York better because, in his scenes with her, his hair is washed.) After Liz barges in on the couple during a tete a tete, things start to get really weird: York mentions she's the mother of twins, and Taylor asks whether she breast-fed them, then relates, "I sat next to a man at dinner one night who said you haven't lived until you've seen a woman breast-feed twins. Evidentally his wife would lie sprawled on the bed, a t-t in either direction, and it was just fantastic."
York warns Caine, "Your wife -- she's possessed!" but all the sparring seems to get the married couple hot and bothered: Caine is soon back at home tying up Taylor in bed while she bellows, "You woman-hater! You fascist swine!" But, when he moves to release her, she says "No! No! Don't untie me. I want it that way."
Inevitably, Caine finds Taylor with her wrists slashed in a tubful of blood and when she doesn't die, Taylor turns up the performing dail to "MAXIMUM," acting as if she's playing Martha in VIRGINIA WOOLF all over again (blissfully ignoring such details as the fact that this time she didn't have Mike Nichols -- or anyone else, apparently -- directing her in an Edward Albee prize winning play).
Taylor elicits from York, who is at her hospital bedside, a rollicking confession of a Youthful Lesbian Incident. With a nun, yet. "You know," vamps Taylor, "I could get used to having you as my personal slave." While Caine gets it on with his mousy secretary, York and Taylor (mercifully, mostly, off-camera) play slave and mistress games, only to be discovered by Caine. The love-'em-and-leave-'em Taylor leaves York a snivelling mass, Caine doubly cuckolded, declaring about York, "She sees beauty in everything -- especially sh-t!"
We couldn't put it better.
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