Film

What Ever Happened to Baby Jane?

Name: What Ever Happened to Baby Jane?
Genre: Horror, Thriller
Released: 1962
Cast: Bette Davis, Joan Crawford, Victor Buono, Wesley Addy, Julie Allred

This is Hollywood eating its own — two ageing stars, once icons, trapped together in a rotting mansion, one crippled, one unraveling, both furious at what fame did and didn't give them. It's part horror film, part backstage tragedy, and entirely a showcase for Bette Davis and Joan Crawford's real-life loathing curdling into performance. Grand, grotesque, and genuinely unsettling — camp and cruelty in equal measure.

TMDb rating

7.9

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