Questionable lighting, unnecessary monologues, dramatic music during long scenes with no action... this is the worst movie I have seen in a string of mediocre films. I sympathized with no one, not even the purported heroine. Even Arthur Miller sounded like he was woodenly reading a script, with no inflections or expressions to make him seem like a real person. I struggled to stay awake and spent several minutes wondering if my time wouldn't be better spent outdoors in the beautiful autumn sunshine. I stayed, hoping things would improve and there would be a point to the film, but either there wasn't one or I missed it entirely.
