Always one to push the borders, Otto Preminger's production of Tell Me That You Love Me, Junie Moon deals with the problems of three outcasts from society and features a rather disturbing opening in which Liza Minnelli's face is brutally disfigured. Released at a time when cinema was exploring new subjects and new ways of presenting people onscreen, it seems unfortunately dated. Although Preminger takes pains to make his trio of misfits human and realistic, there's an air of melodrama that hangs over the proceedings, and some of the sequences are unintentionally amusing. Still, there's a poignancy to much of the film, and the cast attacks its roles with sincerity and commitment. Liza Minnelli leaves behind many of the mannerisms for which she is famous and delivers a fine, touching performance. Ken Howard is good, if occasionally stiff, and Robert Moore overcomes many of the problems inherent in his character. In a smaller role, Kay Thompson is memorably and deliciously over the top. Uneven, often sluggish and at times grotesque, Tell Me That You Love Me, Junie Moon nonetheless has a certain -- if limited -- fascination.