Jeder zahlt für seine Schuld

"The Bramble Bush", a melodramatic adaptation of Charles Mergendahl's equally melodramatic novel, begins with a classy credits sequence highlighted by Leonard Rosenman's sexy-menacing score--and then the troubles begin. We get a pretty aerial view of the New England town the story takes place in, but the minute Richard Burton steps off the bus (telling the driver, "Check my bag, I'll pick it up later"), we can see it's the same Warner Bros. backlot from a hundred other movies. Burton visits his parents' graves in the tiny cemetery, with headstones so chintzy I half-expected them to bend in the breeze. Burton plays a "big city doctor," begrudgingly returning to his hometown where his doctor-father was so beloved they named the hospital after him! Burton's presence opens old wounds, has female hearts fluttering, and gets him in hot water with the father of his childhood friend, slowly dying and wanting to be put out of his misery. The phony sets and backdrops aside, the main problem with "The Bramble Bush" is Burton; enunciating as if this were a Shakespearean tragedy, the miscast star is painfully earnest, robotic and virtually expressionless throughout. The other cast members don't fare much better, although Angie Dickinson has a moment or two as a smitten nurse who begs Burton to love her. Director Daniel Petrie's rhythm is thrown off by the editing, which leaves scenes either chopped short or overextended (exposing the actors in the process, Burton in particular). The film is simply Warners' attempt to cash-in on the "Peyton Place" trend: plush potboilers featuring well-heeled mannequins suffering in their estates. But the public knew a stinker when it saw one, and "The Bramble Bush" was a justifiable failure. *1/2 from ****

The right to die in dignity ,which concerns us all , is still illegal in many a country.....

"The bramble bush" is an important film,weren't it only for its burning topic .

In 1981,in "whose life is it anyway? " ,Richard Dreyfuss ,paralysed after a car crash ,would ask for the right to die :as he was in a hospital ,it was not easy .

In Europa, recently ,some movies about assisted suicide were made in France ("quelques heures de Printemps" )and in Germany (und Morgen Mittag ,bin ich tot" ) but as it is illegal in both countries, death takes place in Switzerland .

It was all the more daring, risqué ,in the early sixties ; too bad it was given too melodramatic a treatment: nurse Angie Dickinson's affair with the go-getter lawyer with big ambitions in politics does not bring anything to the main plot ;and that the human doctor should be defended by such a cynical lawyer is not convincing.

But Burton ,as a tormented soul, wins the audience over ;when he depicts his childhood trauma , his talent does not need , like in too many works, the facile flashback :his words are enough ,such was the actor ; more than Barbara Rush's child , it's his merciful killing which infuriated and scandalized some people; if I were terminally-ill and suffering like Tom Drake,( "do it,but don't tell me when you're going to " ), I would be grateful to find a compassionate hand .

This movie was released in 1960, over 60 years ago. It would be unfair to judge it by today's mores and knowledge, soon please keep that in mind.

This is a very good psychological drama in which the characters struggle with all sorts of complex emotions - grief, guilt, love, frustration, feelings of failure, helplessness and more.

Perhaps this movie hits home with me because my husband suffered from the same disease as the character - Hodgkin's Lymphoma - during the early 1980's. When this film was made, the disease was nearly uniformly fatal. Thankfully, my husband was cured of the disease, and since the 1980's more strides have been made in the treatment of Hodgkin's Lymphoma.

If you are a viewer who likes psychological dramas, you will probably like this movie. If not, please pass instead of downgrading it, because for what kind of movie it is and for the time it was made, it is very good.

No, not Elizabeth Taylor but a veteran actress just as beautiful and talented, maybe more so, a tall, trim brunette with deep-set brown eyes, lovely skin, and a great smile. She's the best thing in this post "Peyton Place" (1957) soap opera, very expressive as a dying man's wife who falls in love with his doctor (Burton). The picture features Angie Dickinson as a nurse who passively adores Burton, but she's already involved with a corrupt lawyer (Jack Carson). A murder results in a courtroom trial at the end. The drama tends to jump around a lot, but is bolstered by exceptional jazz and traditional musical score by Leonard Rosenman, and attractive imitation New England locations, in color.

"The Bramble Bush" is a frustrating movie. On one hand, it's an exceptional picture because it deals with euthanasia...an important topic that is almost completely ignored in movies. It brings up some great points....many of which get totally overwhelmed by the soapiness of pretty much everything else that takes place in the movie.

Dr. Guy Montford (Richard Burton) has returned to his old home town...a place he never wanted to see again. However, his best friend is dying and asking for him...and he cannot say no. Once in town, all sorts of soapy things occur...extramarital sex, rape, a pregnant wife...though the husband is not the father, etc.. There's so much that the film is much like "Peyton Place" on steroids...with more soap and crazy plot elements.

Overall, a film with some wonderful things to say about the right to die...but it manages to address them in the worst possible ways. A grumbly performance by Burton didn't help nor did a few extremely florid ones by others in the film. A real mixed bag...such that I can understand folks who gave the film low as well as high scores!