MEN A Nebbadoon review by Joan Ellis.
Entrepreneurial cruelty is the medium, and misery is the winner's trophy.
John plays chess with himself while musing about the relative merits of stroke, accident and heart attack as the death of choice. He lightens that macabre meditation by listening to opera while fishing through an ice hole in his shanty on a nearby lake. Slumped in a threadbare easy chair in perfect reverie, he will be distubed only by a fish - or by Max. Ever ready to oblige, Max occupies himself with a full time, usually successful search for ways to shock his neighbor. Matthau and Lemmon are very good at this sort of thing by now.