Some plush technicolor photography and a halfway decent song sung over the opening credits by Jack Jones, are the only compensations you get for watching this lurid soap-opera. That and the spectacle of watching SUSAN HAYWARD and BETTE DAVIS debase themselves for even agreeing to appear in this tabloid Harold Robbins mess based loosely on an incident in Lana Turner's life (the stabbing of her gangster boyfriend by daughter Cheryl).
It evoked some of the wittiest putdowns when reviews blasted it mercilessly. One in particular went something like (paraphrasing): "Sitting in the ugliest chair in Hollywood, Bette Davis raises her teacup and says, 'Somewhere along the way the world has lost all of its charm and good taste'." A good quote to sum up the qualities lacking in this film version of the best-seller.
The movie also features JOEY HEATHERTON, JANE GREER and MIKE CONNORS, but they are relegated to the background whenever Hayward and Davis share a scene.
As potboilers go, this is one of the worst of its kind.
It evoked some of the wittiest putdowns when reviews blasted it mercilessly. One in particular went something like (paraphrasing): "Sitting in the ugliest chair in Hollywood, Bette Davis raises her teacup and says, 'Somewhere along the way the world has lost all of its charm and good taste'." A good quote to sum up the qualities lacking in this film version of the best-seller.
The movie also features JOEY HEATHERTON, JANE GREER and MIKE CONNORS, but they are relegated to the background whenever Hayward and Davis share a scene.
As potboilers go, this is one of the worst of its kind.