A Fine Madness Movie Review
A Fine Madness Review
"A Fine Madness" Overview

Rating: NR
1966
Cast and Crew
Director : Irvin KershnerProducer : Jerome Hellman
Screenwiter : Elliott Baker
Starring : Sean Connery,Joanne Woodward,Jean Seberg,Patrick O'Neal,Colleen Dewhurst
If you consider yourself a fan of Sean Connery, you might want to give A Fine
Madness a pass. Connery is so hateful and downright mean in this film, it might
sully your image of him permanently.
The "fine madness" of the title refers to Samson Shillitoe (Connery), a poet
who's having trouble completing his next work. He's also a bit of a deadbeat:
He can't keep a day job to save his life, he's months late on alimony payments
and being chased by debt collectors, who he regularly beats up, invariably
destroying the room he's in along the way. Oh, he cheats on his wife (Joanne
Woodward), too. But she loves him so much she's willing to spend all her
savings on, get this, psychoanalysis, so he can finish his poem.
Connery spends the entire film with a sour expression, screaming at everyone
around him. I guess this is meant to indicate how passionate he is (and maybe
the novel did a better job of this), but really it comes off bitterness and
mean-spiritedness. Connery is a jerk, sure, but surprisingly Woodward is little
better: Her Rhoda is an uncouth harpy whose only redeeming feature is her
devotion to Samson. Whenever the duo are together on screen, they spend the
time shrieking at each other. It gets so loud I had to eventually turn down the
volume on my TV.
This continues through to the end -- Samson's attempts at being "cured" are a
complete MacGuffin; the film ultimately has nothing much to do with his
psychosis. The final scenes show the fallout of the latest fight between Samson
and Rhoda: Their entire apartment is wrecked to the point of inhabitability. In
their last scene (and you might consider this a spoiler, but I doubt it),
Samson punches her out in the street. She then reveals she's pregnant with his
child. Good luck, kid.
This is a comedy, by the way (tagline: "We should all be so crazy"). Black
comedy is possibly my favorite genre of entertainment -- from Dr. Strangelove
to Bukowski -- but this is just hollow tripe that never works.
I've never seen such an ill-advised film and such amazing talent (including
Jean Seberg as the analyst's wife, who inexplicably becomes infatuated with
Samson, too) put to such little ultimate effect.
The DVD includes a featurette on Connery.
Reviewer: Christopher Null





