Vanity, thy Name is Babs

I remember seeing Roger Ebert review this movie, and hearing him say how awful it was that in scenes with both Babs and the great Lauren Bacall, Babs was lit as if with a heavenly aura, while Bacall was almost in darkness. That's because Barbra was also the director, you see, and was obviously supremely concerned with her own appearance to the exclusion of all else.

I thought he was exagerating, but -- yikes! -- it was true. Watch it again and look for Lauren Bacall standing two feet from Barbra, yet completely in darkness. This movie is Barbra standing on a mountaintop crying "Me! Me! Me!" One of the worst films I've ever seen.