a solutionless problem

In the entrance-hall, a surprising number of opera-goers have already rendezvoused.

Quinn throws himself into the role of the vain, heavy-drinking bully with gusto[…]. He's precisely the kind of ugly American people cringe upon meeting—loud, demanding and arrogant, a bottle of Scotch never far from his elbow.

All the usual promises to help a marriage find bliss; the more money spent, the blissier the relationship.