Review: Reflections in a Golden Eye
Story of a
preening, self-absorbed, and repressed homosexual army officer in the South (Marlon
Brando), his revolting, nympho wife (Elizabeth Taylor), her hard-drinking lover
(Brian Keith, keeping a low-profile out of embarrassment no doubt), and her
lover’s mentally unbalanced wife (Julie Harris, admittedly well-cast). Robert Forster
plays the handsome, but very strange young officer Brando becomes obsessed
with, who rides horses in his birthday suit, and is a bit of a Peeping Tom to
boot. Zorro David plays Harris’ uber-flamboyant Filipino man servant, in a
performance that has to be seen to be believed.
Truly foolish,
sometimes laughable, but largely boring 1967 John Huston (the frustrating
director of my favourite film “The Misfits”, the excellent “Asphalt
Jungle” and “Maltese Falcon”, the popular “African Queen”,
and the absolute stinker “Escape to Victory”) film has maddeningly
unclear character motivation and bizarre and unrestrained performances. Chief
among the offenders (and the film sure is offensive!) are outrageously hammy
Brando (who should be ashamed, overdoing a part originally intended for the much
more suited Clift, who sadly died before filming began) and the truly
inexplicable David (whose oddball character is irritatingly ill-defined). A
young Forster isn’t bad in an underwritten part (it was his first role and he
does what he can with it), but the whole thing goes nowhere...really slowly.
Probably worth
seeing once for the morbidly curious (Roger Ebert loves it. He must’ve been
trippin’ a lot of acid back then!), but this film is twice as dull as it is
crazy, and none of the characters (save maybe Keith’s, but he’s seldom sober)
are at all likeable. The screenplay is by Chapman Mortimer and Gladys Hill
(Huston’s “The Man Who Would Be King”), from a 1941 novel by Carson
McCullers.
Rating: D+
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