The Moon and Sixpence

Nobody better to follow his own selfish boredom than George Sanders. Sanders is both admirable and loathsome. A surprisingly deep philosophical movie on the male species based on the writings of W. Somerset Maugham. The whole thing was rewarding to me.

Lewin--like his mentor Thalberg--is too cautiously genteel in his approach to create real art. Nevertheless, this movie deserves credit for making a real attempt to understand the singlemindedness of the artist and to accept--if not excuse--his failures as a human being. George Sanders gives one of his least suave and yet most powerful performances.