Somewhat of a misfire for Miss Davis. She walks, she talks (alot) and is dressed in an awful wardrobe complete with an unflattering hairstyle with bangs no less. This script is heavy, heavy on dialog, mostly with Davis doing the talking. Even her talent can't breathe life into this dusty monologue where big secrets turn out to be rather boring and ho-hum. Her costar plays his part adequately (the future Jock Ewing) but he lacks star power. This movie needed another 'prescence' besides Davis to play against. On a positive note, the interior decoration is very nice. Max Steiner's score is in keeping with the movie, I dare anyone to hum a note from this movie. Taking what it is, watch it only for Davis herself. This film is not shown very often, pleasant enough if you are in the mood for a talky film or have problems sleeping at night.
Review of Winter Meeting
