Review – Ice Station Zebra

I’ve been curious about this movie for many years not because of the production itself but because the legendary Howard Hughes is supposed to have run private screenings in his isolated penthouse and watched it over and over and over again. Now that I’ve seen it, just about the only conclusion I can reach should probably be self-evident: you’d have to be some kind of nut to watch this more than once or twice, let alone hundreds of times. It’s not a terrible movie as Cold War Hollywood thrillers go. In fact, some of the submarine-related action is sort of cool (even if it does get a little tedious after awhile). The intrigue concerning film from a spy satellite could have been more exciting, but I guess it wasn’t the end of the world. So I wouldn’t oppose a single viewing. But if you start getting the hankering to watch it repeatedly, especially if the craving is accompanied by a desire to stick Kleenex boxes on your feet or indulge in unnecessary blood transfusions, better seek help while you still can. See if desperate