It all ended for him, Twenty-three years ago today

I'm talking about Otto Preminger. Listen to him blather-



Articulate film critic Rex Reed observed while obliterating another director's work:

The blame for the intense doldrums in The Secret Lives of Dentists lies with the tepid, stagnant direction by Alan Rudolph, a hack who, like the late, unlamented Otto Preminger, mysteriously continues, in film after film, to attract big stars, wear them down until they do their worst work, and drag out a career of mediocrity far beyond the law of diminishing returns. The secrets of the dentists in The Secret Lives of Dentists are safe with me.

Ouch.
This is considered some of Otto's best work, would have LOVED to seen him boss around the Chairman.