Title: Perfect but tragic
Review: I feel that calling this movie tragic gives away too much of the plot. But (sigh) I did it. This film was not to me sulty, sexy or smoldering, and it lacked the scented decadence that I've come to associate with a Tennessee Williams play. (He was a hero of mine in high school.) However, Williams didn't write this screenplay, though it's from a shorter work of his. It was a wonderful movie, everyone acted it to the hilt. Redford was great, and had his usual inflections and mannerisms. Wood covered all the emotions exactly, from nervous anxiety at the start, though joy, grief and horror, indignant rage, dreamy fantasizing, the works. I thought she deserved an Oscar. The flick also had a very young shy Robert Blake in it. I never hated a character so much in my movie-going life as I did Kate Reid, Wood's mother in the movie. Shoot anyone who tells you how it ends, then watch it anyway (if this sort of thing is your sort of thing).
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