By Steve Daly
Updated November 10, 2000 at 05:00 AM EST

Shooting on the island of Sardinia, director Joseph Losey (The Servant) managed to turn a wretched Tennessee Williams script about a dying widow (Taylor) and a freeloading poet (Burton) into one of the best-photographed awful movies ever made. Taylor wavers between demure, English-accented purring and Bronx-truck-driver screeching as she utters doggerel like ”Hot sun, cool breeze, white horses on the sea, and a big shot of vitamin B in me!” Boom! stinks, but it’s also a delicious, nostalgic memento of late-’60s auteurist pretension. B-