Bette Davis, who aged like cheap wine and looked horrible after 1960 is in a relationship with a much younger man. The idea that Bette Davis could bed anyone besides an old hobo is ridiculous. She looks like a dessicated prune with big sad eyes, something like a sad clown who has seen better days.
Michael Redgrave, also in his last days, seems very sad to be in this movie. Connecting the characters of this boarding house by their rooms does not work out very well, and like many melodramas of this era, it always seems like you missed a scene leading up to the drama that is unfolding.