Given the chance I’ll always opt for the director’s preferred version of a film. I’ve never regretted that decision so badly before. John Huston coloured everything with a golden hue to make the title more relevant. It’s as if the film negative has been covered in amber or steeped in piss. It was distracting and hideous. Searching for pictures of the full colour version that was subsequently released turned up imagery that looks beautiful, lively and altogether more appealing. However, with Brando’s incomprehensible accent, awful acting and the stagnant plot being the same, the chances of me ever sitting down to it a second time are nil.
1½ peepers out of 5
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