Film

A Place in the Sun

Name: A Place in the Sun
Genre: Drama, Romance, Crime
Released: 1951
Cast: Montgomery Clift, Elizabeth Taylor, Shelley Winters, Anne Revere, Keefe Brasselle

George Stevens turns Dreiser's grim novel into aching, luminous melodrama: a poor young man's climb into money and love curdles into something closer to nightmare. Clift is all wounded longing, Taylor never more radiant, Winters devastating as the ordinary woman he can't outrun. Gorgeous, tense, morally serious old Hollywood — for anyone who likes their romance doomed and their consciences uneasy.

TMDb rating

7.3

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Giant1956

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From Here to Eternity1953

Clift again, wounded and yearning, in a doomed love story set against military brutality — proof he could carry a picture on quiet devastation alone.

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Splendor in the Grass1961

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Written on the Wind1956

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The Talented Mr. Ripley1999

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