My favorite moment is when they all drink and sing :)

The history of American male aggression and insecurity comes filtered through Cassavetes, Falk and Gazzara's bravado. Better than authentic, they're fascinating.

Like most of Cassavetes other work it's a very raw stream of consciousness film with heavy emotions and nervous humour. I found it to be a notch below his other work, primarily due to not quite sympathetic characters, but still an entertaining and interesting time.

As a slice-of-life portrait, it's outstanding, as you'd expect from Cassavetes. Swerving back and forth from anguish to joy and laughter and back again, it never feels less than authentic and contains many great moments and snatches of dialogue. It is hard to get around the fact, however, that these guys are, at their worst, boorish and immature assholes. Still, a dynamic, entertaining and consistently engaging work.

Pretty boring. Technically it is poorly made too. I think I saw a boom mic 4 times. Was Cassavetes just messing with us or was he serious? That's just lazy and amateur. Also, these characters aren't as interesting as Cassvetes thinks they are. The quasi rape scene in the hotel was so terrible to watch.

I wish I could see the 4 hour cut with all the footage, I could watch Cass, Falk and Gazzara forever.

Another great treatise on volatile human beings struggling to untangle the mess they've made of their lives. Only qualm is that the film needed a tighter edit.

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Cassavetes, Falk, AND Gazzara!

Husbands is about exactly the sort of guys that completely infest most of Cassavetes' filmography: Loud-mouthed, abusive, drunken oafs, who are actually in the throes of midlife crises, castrated by family life and suffocated by their jobs. Their regression to childishness is a hopeless struggle to escape from the dreary fate of growing old as average husbands. What sets Husbands apart is that in no other film is this idea focused on and told as poignantly and deftly.

Doesn't seem as cohesive as his best films, but as usual there's some absolutely amazing material here. The singing contest is one of my favorite scenes in film; Cassavetes was a master of making you feel ten things at once.

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Another Cassavetes film very much in the same vein as A Woman Under the Influence and Faces, as people vacillate between maintaining some kind of front and struggling to articulate their true feelings, plagued by moments of doubt followed by moments of resolve and then moments of regret. Although I don't think this one is quite as genuine as the other two films (for reasons I can't quite put my finger on), there are some wonderful insights. The three principals are, of course, dynamite.

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Cassavetes walks the line between drama and comedy in this discourse on suburban repression. The entire film manages to authentically project so many feelings, from frustration to ecstasy, but it is ultimately bleak. The three leads are outstanding, their rambling nature giving the film a veritable tone.

Boundlessly charismatic / insightful / spontaneous / entertaining.

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