Sarah and Robert—one loves too much, the other too little. Stylistically, this is one of Cassavettes most polished films, but that just lets its insanity sneak up on you. Neither character—nor the story—reacts logically, which can be grueling for a 140 minute movie. A tribute then, to the actors who pull it off, and to the vibrant desperation they bring to the idea that human desire can be aimed but not controlled.
Cassavetes' most difficult/impenetrable film. I think that's the reason its the least talked about or name dropped of his major works. I think this was Cassavetes' best performance in his own work. Because he acted to make money to fund his films I don't think he gets enough respect as an actor (outside of "Mikey and Nickey" & "Rosemary's Baby") but he's great here.