Tracy! Hepburn! Poitier! I looked forward to watching this movie. It had been a touchstone picture in the history of social commentary and race relations films for so long, and I finally sat down and really paid attention to it.
Guess what? It's not. The movie barely brushes over race relations in the mid-60's United States. Instead, it's about the generational and gender clash. I was right there with the sociological dilemma, until Poitier's "get the hell off my back!" tirade.
While a landmark in its time, and while it's always a pleasure to see Tracy and Hepburn together, this movie falls far short of what it could have been.