Last night, I wrote lovingly about the craftsmanship of Tennessee Williams. Tonight, I add this proviso: his plays fall apart when you tamper with them. They are intricate spare machines, and sticking a few more gears in will only make them fly apart.
That said, Paul Newman is good. Geraldine Page, however, is astonishing! Especially when I only think of…
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