The Iceman Cometh (1973, John Frankenheimer)
Want to spend 4 hours in the company of some drunks? Without venturing outside?
Eugene O'Neill's sobering play brought to life with a cast to die for. The best acting I've seen since flip knows when. A bar cum flophouse hosts what seems to be the flotsam and jetsam of New Yoik. Think again. Lee Marvin appears as the bringer of good tidings, just
not the ones these barflies were hoping!
The PQ wildly varies, so it must have been wildly edited down to at least half its length
at the time. Michty!
Recommended. Now I'm off to find some crappy FFer to come down with.
