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"Divorce/His...etc, is for hardcore Elizabeth Taylor fans (as are most of her vehicles, post 1967) Here you find her in all her latter-day glory--over-the-top and inappropriate in every way. The script, if you can call it that, tells the tale of a longtime married couple (wealthy, of course) whose marriage is coming apart. It's a tale told from two perspectives, tho both are equally silly and poorly written. You can just skip Burton, he's a burnt out zombie here. (Liz n' Dick would separate for the first time shortly after this thing hit the airwaves. Burton looks more than ready!) But our girl Liz gives it her all. She approaches every melodramatic moment, every abysmal line of dialogue as if her life or an Oscar depended on it. Quibble if you will if she is a good actress--she is certainly not a lazy one! She enlivens the material with her baroque presence--the wigs, the jewels, the gowns. The wigs! And of course a drinking game could be made out of her fluctuating weight. In one sequence she visits her horrible children's rooms to scold them. She loses ten pounds between the son and the daughter.

Taylor looks good, stll quite the beauty. Her real problem is her proportions. Very short, very short-waisted and that enormous bosom. Dressing her must have been a challenge even at her slimmest. Here, Edith Head does some excellent work, but Taylor sneaks in a few monstrosites from her own closet--the mini dress/tent she wears in a flashback sequence, in Africa! (She's sporting a fantastically distracting bullet bra, and a gigantic pendant hanging between the famed bazooms. When she sits down, the dress hikes to her crotch. Anybody can act, Miss Taylor puts on a show.) So, it's like that. Taylor's wacky, sometimes stuttering-placing- emphasis- on- the- wrong- word line-readings are also worth a peek.The high point is Liz and Carrie Nye. Nye, who looks like a transgendered corpse, thank you very much, reveals to poor Liz that she (Nye) has had an affair with Burton. Liz, rather tanky in her blue silk penoir get-up, pushes Nye away (how Nye didn't land in the next country is a miracle) "Stop talking, stop telling! He must have been drunk. How could anyone have an affair with you, you're not even beautiful!" This truthful statement seems beside the point, but Miss T. couldn't have given this (and other whoppers) more gusto had it been scripted by Edward Albee.

So, you have been warned. If you like this sort of thing, try to get a copy of "X, Y and Zee" which is much better and when "Zee" is funny, it is meant to be. Liz--we love, ya, honey.

The real-life first marriage of the two stars is nearing its own point of divorce during the creation of this torpid film, the last wherein Richard Burton and Elizabeth Taylor are teamed, and this provides probably the only reason for watching what is at best an exercise in costly kitsch. Produced by the Welsh National Network, HTV Harlech, the work scripted by John Hopkins was made for television to be seen on consecutive evenings, ostensibly presenting first the standpoint of Burton's character Martin Reynolds and latterly that of Taylor's part - his wife Jane - as their 18 year marriage decomposes. As presented, the two seem to have agreed upon the general causes of the passage of events, as there is little variance between any of the scenes supposedly contemplated separately by the married pair and a lack of posture from the scriptor becomes a fatal flaw for the narrative. A large portion of the picture involves Martin's relationship with his employer, and since this requires continual global travel, marital strain ensues, with this intended ancillary plot regarding his career choice becoming the trunk of the scenario, instead of the union between Martin and Jane. Director Waris Hussein has a less than marvelous assignment in eliciting meaningful performances from Burton and Taylor, disastrously failing at it although Burton's innate intensity gives some life to most of his scenes despite the too often fatuous dialogue around which he seems too weary to ad lib. The excellent Italian actor Gabriele Ferzetti smoothly deals with a pallid part as Jane's latest lover, Carrie Nye emotes outrageously as the "other woman" and Barry Foster does well as Martin's sturdy adjutant, but we are never really shown why the couple's marriage is ending, a point not adequately addressed by scattershot plotting.

Divorce His/Divorce Hers from 1973 is the only tv movie that Liz and Dick made. In fact, I think they were about to become divorced themselves, though they did remarry.

This movie is in two parts, showing the effect of divorce on each party as their 18-year marriage is ending.

They play Martin and Jane Reynolds. We meet them in Rome after a two-year separation. Martin is in Rome on business and has unhappy memories of their union.

Jane is more focused on their family life and the hurt the divorce caused their children.

Overly long and kind of boring. Rome is beautifully photographed, and Taylor looks gorgeous and bejeweled. Burton seems a little out of it.

Actually the whole thing is kind of trashy. I don't think either one of them were in a good place in their lives, since they split the next year. And their lives were much more interesting than those of the characters in this film.

Liz Taylor and Richard Burton star as an estranged couple whose lives have taken divergent paths following an acrimonious divorce several years earlier. The TV movie explores the impact of the separation from each other's perspective, Burton, a wealthy businessman in Rome sewing up a deal on behalf of his African company, Liz, juggling the care of their three children, each exhibiting different impacts of the separation. A great deal of postulating and ruminating is done about the travails of marriage, and time spent discussing 'what went wrong', people making, taking and declining phone calls, and a seemingly inordinate amount of time spent showing Burton in transit, clutching briefcase, looking concerned (or ambivalent, it's difficult to tell) in and out of Rome airport.

It's classic soap opera, and at over two hours, an epic one at that – mercifully, being shown in two parts allows for a much needed intermission, where you can decide whether you really want to return for more. Carrie Nye plays a promiscuous dalliance of Burton with whom he has a brief affair, while Gabriele Ferzetti is Liz's momentary Latin beau. Barry Foster has a prominent supporting role as Burton's associate and frustrated confidante, while some audiences might recognise ubiquitous West Indian actor Rudolph Walker (of "Love Thy Neighbour") in a small role as a businessman.

Given the locations (Rome/Munich), it's a shame there aren't more exterior shots, but then, this is a TV movie and much less a postcard than a long and sometimes tawdry account of the impact of divorce on all concerned. Nice music, but possibly more of interest to those who enjoy the Taylor/Burton collaborations; other audiences my find things a bit slow-moving and talky.

The glut of DVDs flooding the market is giving us a chance to wallow in some ripe old tosh and I love it!. This pongs like an ignored armpit. Poor old Waris Hussein, its not his fault. Would you fancy telling Dick and Liz that they can't act or even dare whisper that they should at least try to look at the script before the camera rolls ? Everyone around them seems to be red faced. Barry Foster can scarcely hide his shame - fresh from Frenzy and then THIS?. Rudolph Walker puts in an appearance and makes you realise that Eastenders ain't all that bad and that at least you could understand Jack Smethurst whilst he was being all controversial as Rudi's Loving Neighbour. Let's hope that some more enterprising DVD companies release more choice cuts such as this. Bring out your dead! Seriously, if you get a thrill out of high class trash get this one before it goes back into hiding for another 30 years.