Millicent Wetherby is a middle-aged woman whose life is devoid of love and affection. Millicent's solitary existence changes when she encounters Burt Hansen a charismatic younger man. As ... See full summary »
Millicent Wetherby is a middle-aged woman whose life is devoid of love and affection. Millicent's solitary existence changes when she encounters Burt Hansen a charismatic younger man. As Burt successfully woos her and wins her hand in marriage, rumors begin to surface that Millicent's newfound beau is in fact a deranged maniac. Things grow even more complicated for Millicent when a woman claiming to be Hansen's first wife shows up. As Burt begins to lose control of himself, Millicent ponders the most radical of actions against her husband. Written by
Joan Crawford was very pleased with the way the film turned out, saying "Everything clicked on Autumn Leaves (1956). The cast was perfect, the script was good, and I think Bob handled everything well. I really think Cliff did a stupendous job; another actor might have been spitting out his lines and chewing the scenery but he avoided that trap. I think the movie on a whole was a lot better than some of the romantic movies I did in the past... but somehow it just never became better known. It was eclipsed by the picture I did with Bette Davis". ("Bob" refers to director Robert Aldrich, "Cliff" is her leading man Cliff Robertson and the picture she did with Bette Davis was What Ever Happened to Baby Jane? (1962)) See more »
[after meeting Milly's landlady, Liz, who is sporting a garishly "loud" Hawaiian-type, floral shirt]
Who's the character?
Liz Eckhardt. She's the manager.
Is she always dressed for Halloween? In the middle of the summer?
That happens to be one of her most conservative outfits!
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Opening credits are shown over a background of...... leaves. See more »
Once director Robert Aldrich got around to shaping her latter-day career, Joan Crawford did some very good films, this being one of them. Absorbing nonsense is gusty and often ridiculous...still, I wouldn't have it any other way. Crawford is quite strong here playing a single woman making her living as a stay-at-home typist; she marries much-younger Cliff Robertson, a pathological liar, and quickly discovers the many secrets he has in his murky past. Florid melodrama is filled with fruity dialogue and overheated set-ups (like the infamous thrown typewriter), fluttering hands and fluttering eyelashes. A trashy delight, and sure to please soap buffs. *** from ****
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