Film

In This Our Life

Name: In This Our Life
Genre: Drama, Romance
Released: 1942
Cast: Bette Davis, Olivia de Havilland, George Brent, Dennis Morgan, Charles Coburn

Drama

A portrait of selfishness in wartime America. Bette Davis plays a woman so consumed by her own desires that she destroys everyone near her—her sister, her family, her lover—with a casual cruelty that feels almost casual. It's a character study dressed as melodrama, uncomfortable and magnetic, about what happens when one person's appetites are given no restraint.

TMDb rating

3.5

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