What do you mean there's no Santa Claus?
Wow. Watching EGR in this role was like that day so many years ago that I found out that there's no Santa Claus. Talk about shattered illusions- the quintessential tough guy, Edward G. Robinson, as a browbeaten house-mouse of a husband who plays the sap to some floozy, and ends up a broken man. Wow.
At least I can take comfort in the knowledge that the Easter bunny will be here in a few months.
"In a time of universal deceit,
telling the truth is a revolutionary act."
George Orwell