James Cathcart’s review published on Letterboxd:
Huge disappointment. Always thought this was going to be a sure-bet masterpiece but this one is mostly just a ho-hum melodramatic yarn with some cosmopolitan window dressing.
Sure, Ava Gardner gives a stellar performance - but the film basically just sets her dynamic, self-reliant character up for two hours of disappearing into one shitty relationship after another with a parade of rich assholes until the life is literally sapped out of her.
Like African Queen, Cardiff's photography isn't even at his most competent.
Suddenly, Last Summer is some crazed fun, but I'm thinking maybe I'm just not into Mankiewicz.