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Love this choice. Katharine Hepburn is phenomenal. Mary Tyrone is a bitch of a role (so tough to pull off all that floating around in a white gown). The only stage actress I've seen give Heburn's performance a serious run for its money is the wonderful Penelope Wilton. Still kicking myself for missing the production starring Jessica Lange...
That was quite something. Lange, very much Hepburn's natural heir in this part, obviously dominated, but I was surprised and impressed by how good Paul Rudd was as Jamie. Robards is certainly my least favourite of the foursome here, but then I always felt a bit bullied by his acting. He's too heavy, somehow, he ladles it on too thick in almost every role. Rudd lightened the part really effectively, making the character's dissolution sadder, more wasteful.Dean Stockwell, though. Who knew? And the film's closing shot - pulling back and back and back, leaving the four of them encircled by the night, as Mary's famous final words ring out - has got to be one of the greatest of all time.
Love love love this choice. Of all the great things about this movie, and as dutifully as it captures the bleakness of the piece at full three-hour length, I never cease to marvel at how unbelievably un-tedious it is. The time flies by, even as the movie engrosses and upends you with all its tragic force.
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