One might think that Peter O'Toole had ghost-written the declining days of his own biography here. The tragedy of growing old was embodied in the presence of a man who was mature enough to recognize his time was past, yet attempted to turn his fondest memories into a snippet of the present. This film generated a contemplative couple of hours for me.
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