Maggie the Cat

My immense enjoyment for Richard Brooks' Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (1958) stems almost entirely from Tennesse Williams' brilliant, firecracker dialogue and the way that the three principal actors chew and spit it out.

As a film, its tameness in contrast to the original play (Paul Newman's Brick is a homosexual, but it isn't addressed in the screen version due to censorship) hurts it a bit, rendering the ending a tad false, but I don't think there's a two-hour film of pure stage acting from beginning to end that's as entertaining and scrumptious as Cat on a Hot Tin Roof.