After back to back to back masterpieces (The Bridge on the River Kwai, Lawrence of Arabia and Dr. Zhivago) hubris is bound to set in. A tiny soap opera of a story is blown out to 3+ hours of dreadful tedium.
The location photography is gorgeous. And that’s about the only nice thing you can say about this. Poor David Lean went into hibernation for fifteen years before redeeming himself with A Passage to India.
Do yourself a favor and trust the reputation. Borrrrrrrring!
