Cinema: Non-Compos Comedy

A Fine Madness. "He's writing this big poem, and it just won't come out," says Joanne Woodward, pleading with Psychiatrist Patrick O'Neal to take an interest in her husband's work. As the sleazy wife of a roughneck Greenwich Village poet, Joanne belts out her best lines with actressy intensity and proves only that she is too bright a blonde to play dumb. Somewhat more at home with his role—a poet with a sex life as breezy as James Bond's—is Sean Connery, who displays some proof of his versatility by shouting a lot. While earning...

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