Who's afraid of Elizabeth Taylor? As dizzying and relentless as Mike Nichols film ten years later--though the performances here are less raw and lean more heavily on star power. But what power these stars have!
Taylor silences any doubts about her acting chops. In a featurette on the DVD, I learned that her husband died in a plane crash while the film was shooting, which makes Taylor's work that much more incredible.
Newman also holds his own, proving he's more than a pretty face. He plays a gay man paralyzed by self-hatred. Much of this subtext is censored, but it's still pretty radical for 1953. For further analysis of this censorship, see Peter Bradshaw's article in the guardian: