Film

BUtterfield 8

Name: BUtterfield 8
Genre: Drama
Released: 1960
Cast: Elizabeth Taylor, Laurence Harvey, Eddie Fisher, Dina Merrill, Mildred Dunnock

A glossy, turbulent 1960s drama about a high-fashion model and a married man caught in a collision of desire and social climbing. Elizabeth Taylor commands the screen with raw charisma, though the film struggles between condemning and glamorizing its heroine. It's simultaneously a product of its era and genuinely ahead of it—a study of female sexual agency wrapped in Technicolor cynicism.

TMDb rating

3.1

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