Apparently it is not enough for screenwriter John Paxton and director Edward Dmytryk that Olivia Winslow (nee Boswell, nee Channing) has ruined her husband's life and murdered their child through social climbing and anti vax snobbery. No, she has to go and ruin the town of Browdley, as well. Indeed, Olivia is such a scourge that by film's end she is being compared by her ex to the Nazi hordes and slapped around by him into the bargain. In other words, this film is just a leeeetle bit on the misogynistic side, wouldn't you say? Think "Harriet Craig does The Midlands." Which wouldn't be so bad if Crawford were playing her. That way it might have been campy fun. But Martha Scott not only lacks the proper stature and heft for the role but her English accent comes and goes (mostly the latter), as well. Mills is solid, as usual and Trevor Howard is good as a drunken doc slash moral conscience. Their performances make this long, sexist fable at least somewhat watchable. C plus.
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