In spite of the top notch acting by the entire cast, I think this film should have been relegated to a typical country song of woe with a woman moaning about her chosen life to a sympathetic guitar. It is not because I viewed it from our current perspective; I don't think the attitudes portrayed were necessarily universal even in that era. My own parents, born in 1892 and wed in 1914, were partners in their marriage, as were most of their friends. Even though women took care of the home and children and men were the breadwinners, in all decisions and routines both husbands and wives were equal participants. At least there was a brief hint that women were sexual beings also, or maybe that was Garson's normal sparkle.
Review of Mrs. Parkington
