Suffering through 129 minutes of Barbra Streisand's absurdly over-the-top performance in On a Clear Day You Can See Forever almost makes you forget the borderline ingenuity of the plot and the subtle smoothness of Yves Montand and Jack Nicholson, who all but steal the show from the in-your-face Babs. (Montand is a hypnotist who falls in love with one of Streisand's past lives -- if that makes any sense at all.) This was Vincente Minnelli's second-to-last film, hardly the highlight of his storied career.