A charming, if a slightly exploding booted acted story of a women's almost writing Tourettes need to burst the imagined tight laced up behaviour of Suffragette protesting England. Beautifully shot, strangely plotted story about a manifestly deranged women sending profanity laden letters to local village people but the blame pinned on an innocent 'lust for life' Irish woman with a daughter who wants to play guitar? Who knew it was frowned upon in Victorian England despite years of guitar playing women in bygone times? So an attempt to tell an eccentric English story which may have benefitted from the 'verve' that Ealing comedy's injected into stories, looked to me like a good match, but that's just me.
Great performances all round from the principles, shout out to Eileen Atkins who I worked with because this utter amazing actor seems to be missing from other reviews.
So an English Victorian comedy of manners, a charming if slight production, superficially busy telling us all something we already know. The audience I was with, mainly beyond 60 year olds, appreciative more toward the end. Not entirely sure it will make the cannon of truly great insightful British films but I'm sure they all had a great time hanging out with each other and making it.
Great performances all round from the principles, shout out to Eileen Atkins who I worked with because this utter amazing actor seems to be missing from other reviews.
So an English Victorian comedy of manners, a charming if slight production, superficially busy telling us all something we already know. The audience I was with, mainly beyond 60 year olds, appreciative more toward the end. Not entirely sure it will make the cannon of truly great insightful British films but I'm sure they all had a great time hanging out with each other and making it.