That was an excellent one.

Most undeservingly overhyped movie of all time??

This is a must-see and one of the best documentaries - and films - of this year.

There is, somehow, an interesting story here, as well as some good acting. There are also some good scenes

X, Y and Zee is one of those rare films that can be perceived differently now than when it was originally released and be more enjoyable. However, one has to be in the right frame of mind. As a straight drama, it can be trite, uneven and a bit preposterous. But viewed as a kind of fascinating cultural time capsule with an over-the-top performance by Elizabeth Taylor as the scorned wife of a philandering Michael Caine, it can actually be quite entertaining and even hilarious. Never has any woman tried so hard to keep her man in the face of dire circumstances while simultaneously wreaking havoc on just about everyone. X, Y and Zee is a strange little film, but if you're a Taylor fan and don't mind overlooking a few flaws, you might find it quite entertaining and amusing. One thing for sure...this film belongs to Taylor; without her, it would be nothing.

Susannah York is Stella, a prominent London fashion designer who gets the wrath of she-devil Elizabeth Taylor when she begins an affair with her architect husband, Michael Caine. Liz, even more of a harpy than her Oscar Winning role of Martha in "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?", runs around London in colorfully made clothes that look like "Laugh-In" backdrops. Liz is not content enough to stalk her prey-she reveals vital information of her marriage's intimacy to York, harasses her on the phone, stalks her with a gay confidante, and ultimately uses a suicide attempt to extract info about York's past from the unsuspecting woman. The revelation is a doozy, and what Liz does with it has to be seen to be believed!Liz's Zee is a dangerous woman who would rather see herself and Caine endure a miserable marriage than to let York's good girl have him. Poor Liz screeches her way through another performance, sometimes seeming older than her 40 years, all the while acting like a grown-up Rhoda from "The Bad Seed". "I don't bray!", Liz cried in "Virginia Woolf", but here she does. It's such a shame that Liz and Michael Caine's only film together was this delightfully awful movie, because they truly compliment each other. If you want to see how real bitchery can be art, however, watch Michael Caine exchange barbs with Maggie Smith in "California Suite". Fortunately, this was the end of Liz's cycle of screeching is acting films, and she took time off for another Richard Burton marriage, her fling as a politician's wife, and thankfully, her magnificently brief career on stage. When she came back to films (on television), she had a somewhat softer image, but in "The Flinstones" and "These Old Broads", this brassy side was out again. York is lovely and manages to come off a bit more dignified than Taylor, while Michael Caine is a true pro. Margaret Courtney in a cameo looks like Vincent Price getting ready to fry Coral Browne in "Theatre of Blood".

In this sexual melodrama—where the flow of bad language was new at the time—Liz is the dark heroine, a passionate woman who listens to blaring rock; Susannah York is the misty-eyed fair heroine, all prissy decorum, who listens to dignified classical music… Paunchy Michael Caine is the man between… The contest is merely an excuse for Liz, as the randy wife of a straying husband, to bask in the vulgarity she has such contagious fun with… Like Maggie the Cat, Liz-Zee is determined to ensnare her man, even going so far as to seduce her rival… Taylor's embrace of Susannah York is awfully tentative, altogether lacking the fervor of her attentions to Lassie or Paul Newman or Montgomery Clift…Overwritten but entertaining, this sexual melodrama is a blatant and hollow confection… Two hours of relentless bitching by Liz, it's a valentine to her fans, a good-natured send-up of her earth mother, sex goddess image

... but without Edward Ablee's Pulitzer Prize winning touch. Taylor is firing on all eight cylinders again, as she did against Burton's George. This time 'George' is a remote, self-centered, enterprising individual and often on mute control around his tiger wife.You quickly get a belly full of Taylor's ranting and antics - but there are real performance gems strewn around. And you wonder why in the world York's character with her quiet temperament and lifestyle would risk getting consumed alive by two battling idiots. If it was for the excitement, a crash landing was her sad reward.Nevertheless, this forgotten film is worth watching just to see the three talented principals on the same set together go through their paces.