If evaluating a film were a question of a scales with the positives on one side, and the negatives on the other, on the positive sides of the scales you'd have the acting abilities of Susan Hayward and Bette Davis. On the negative side you'd have a potboiler of a script and the performance of the leading man -- Mike Connors, and the teen-aged Joey Heatherton. I was not familiar with this film, and within just a few minutes I thought how much the story reminded me of the true story of Lana Turner's daughter killing her mother's lover...then, after watching the film and reading about, I found out most people at the time assumed the same thing. There are a handful of actors -- Jack Nicholson is another example -- who I can watch and enjoy even in a lousy movie, just because I know their performances are going to be so interesting. Bette Davis and Susan Hayward have always been in that group, for me. So, I suffered through this film, just for the joy of their acting. In their confrontational scenes together, they sizzle! And can't you imagine Davis and Hayward being mother and daughter?
Review of Where Love Has Gone
