"Consistently (though inadvertently) hilarious; there's not a sane dull scene in this peerless piece of camp. This is the melodrama in which Bette Davis tosses her black wig and snarls the line ‘What a dump!'-which Edward Albee took for the opening of ‘Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?' An evil Emma Bovary, she's a sloven married to a Midwestern doctor (Joseph Cotten), whom she treats abominably; every time she has a chance, she surrenders herself with hysterical enthusiasm to the hot-eyed embraces of a Chicago magnate (David Brian). Her obsession is to blow town, join her lover, and be a fancy, kept woman; she nearly obsesses the sound track with variations of ‘Chicago, Chicago.' The director, King Vidor, seems to be inventing his own brand of hog-wild Expressionism." --The New Yorker