The first disadvantage of THE END OF THE AFFAIR is that the star chemistry between DEBORAH KERR and VAN JOHNSON is not there. Each does a respectable job as two people burdened under the strain of a doomed love affair, but the motivations are murky, the talk is endless and the resolution seems more like a cop-out than anything else.
The second disadvantage is that this is from a novel by Graham Greene, a writer whose works don't seem to translate well to the screen--too intellectual, too complex and too pseudo-religious for their own good, with the exception of THE THIRD MAN.
And last but not least, the story itself is dull--the "she loves me, she loves me not" theme goes back and forth between Kerr and Johnson with no meeting of the minds to bring them together. Finally, it becomes tiresome to see both of them wallowing in self-pity because their love cannot be consummated.
PETER CUSHING, as the mild-mannered husband who is clueless about his wife's "problems" is effective and natural enough in the sort of low-key performance one doesn't expect from him. JOHN MILLS does nicely as the detective hired by Johnson to spy on Kerr, adding a bit of much needed humor to the rather dour storyline.
Downbeat romance with mismatched stars in the leading roles, it never amounts to much. Someone like DIRK BOGARDE might have been able to be create a more believable portrait than Johnson does and at least provide the missing chemistry with Kerr. No matter, it's a tiresome tale of mutual distrust that kills any chance of a relationship.
The second disadvantage is that this is from a novel by Graham Greene, a writer whose works don't seem to translate well to the screen--too intellectual, too complex and too pseudo-religious for their own good, with the exception of THE THIRD MAN.
And last but not least, the story itself is dull--the "she loves me, she loves me not" theme goes back and forth between Kerr and Johnson with no meeting of the minds to bring them together. Finally, it becomes tiresome to see both of them wallowing in self-pity because their love cannot be consummated.
PETER CUSHING, as the mild-mannered husband who is clueless about his wife's "problems" is effective and natural enough in the sort of low-key performance one doesn't expect from him. JOHN MILLS does nicely as the detective hired by Johnson to spy on Kerr, adding a bit of much needed humor to the rather dour storyline.
Downbeat romance with mismatched stars in the leading roles, it never amounts to much. Someone like DIRK BOGARDE might have been able to be create a more believable portrait than Johnson does and at least provide the missing chemistry with Kerr. No matter, it's a tiresome tale of mutual distrust that kills any chance of a relationship.