Review of Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? (1966) by Nick O — 04 Aug 2010

By the end of our lives there will be movies we'd have liked to have seen. Maybe time slipped past us, didn't come to our attention quick enough, etc. Thus far sure, there are certain Hitchcock flicks and Errol Morris picks and the like I should see, and probably will. But I praise all our gods I didn't miss this one. "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?" is a mean, sleazy masterpiece crafted to strange art. Mike Nichols directs a movie with some of the best performances, camera movements, and dialouge thrown onto a screen your eyeballs will most likely ever set sight upon. At the center of things there's no heart or soul to "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?" But then again, beneath layers of moral deprecation perhaps there is.

There are movies where you allow yourself to be floored, and there are movies that simply floor you. Here's the third eye.