holy cow, what a lousy movie. but fascinating in its hideousness: Debbie Reynolds, a woman of obvious intelligence, talent and humor, forced to trudge through two hours of dreary piety and hollow mischief without vomiting all over her blinding-white habit; Katharine Ross turning up as Dominique's troubled older sister with the hidden cheesecake shots; Chad Everett's bizarro sexual attraction to his former sweetheart (and babysitter?) Debbie Reynolds (why didn't Sister Ann set him up w/ Katharine Ross? at least they were born in the same millennium); Greer Garson parading around like Little Nellie of Holy God; Agnes Moorehead, long rumored to be Debbie Reynolds' lover (whose appearance in this dog might offer the most substantive proof of same) as Sister Sourpuss (avec requisite heart of gold); Juanita Hall as Sister St. Mammy, the token Negro (and therefore inhumanly bland) nun; Ricardo Montalban feigning sweaty, desperate cheer; and the kid playing Dominique so sickening the Von Trapp family would truss him up and roast him alive.
don't get me wrong: i ADORE nun movies, particularly the guitar-playing, motorcycle-riding, occasionally flying nuns of the post-Vatican II era; only "change of habit" (Sister Mary Tyler Moore wooed by Dr. Elvis Presley) rivals "the singing nun" for face-scalding embarrassment. everyone who likes nun movies should see both of these—though if you're a diabetic, not as a double feature.
don't get me wrong: i ADORE nun movies, particularly the guitar-playing, motorcycle-riding, occasionally flying nuns of the post-Vatican II era; only "change of habit" (Sister Mary Tyler Moore wooed by Dr. Elvis Presley) rivals "the singing nun" for face-scalding embarrassment. everyone who likes nun movies should see both of these—though if you're a diabetic, not as a double feature.