Film

Long Day's Journey Into Night

Name: Long Day's Journey Into Night
Genre: Drama
Released: 1962
Cast: Katharine Hepburn, Ralph Richardson, Dean Stockwell, Jason Robards, Jeanne Barr

Sidney Lumet's unflinching filmed record of Eugene O'Neill's most autobiographical play: one house, one foggy day, four people who love each other savagely and can't stop drawing blood. Hepburn drifts through morphine fog, Richardson counts pennies, two sons drown in whiskey and self-loathing. It's theatre first, cinema second — long takes, longer speeches, nowhere to hide. Punishing, magnificent, exhausting.

TMDb rating

6.9

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