The Arrangement

Kazan seems to have turned his search for identity into a callous soap opera, unworthy of a man of Kazan's true talent.

The movie finally pounds at our moral sense so much that our moral sense wearies and becomes defensive, and we are finally just grateful for Faye Dunaway's beauty, and the way she doesn't raise her voice.

The final result of Kazan's dark night of the soul is, tragically, pure american kitsch.

The movie has all the faults of the book, and then some, and you can't skip pages.