Movie opens on a dismal working-class Bolton scene (back in 1969), and one's heart sinks to one's knees, especially as that poor ol' fish is being chopped up while the opening credits appear. I'm only here for my old flame Susan George, and it's only two weeks ago that I waded through ALL NEAT IN BLACK STOCKINGS, and alas! yet another drama with English spoken in a peculiar accent. I should talk, I'm South African, but believe you me, an American at heart. Really, people, when British movies go on DVD, give us subtitles, please, your Lordships.
Fortunately, Susan George does not disappoint. She is as vivacious as only a cute house-kitten can be. Doesn't take the movie long to show us her legs. And what lovely legs they are!
Aye, to the wee lot of ye who'd expect a dram o' a decent review o' this fine ol' beloved classic (hello, Moira), ye will 'ave to wait till the cows come home. The Raven is only botherin' with this for the wee bonnie lassie's sake.
But, hark! After taking a sneak preview, and reaching the bit around the kitchen table, I am as hooked as that misfortunate herring. I can see that this is going to be well worth watching after all. Obviously in for a treat as James Mason and Susan George square up.
Okay, watched the movie. I wholeheartedly agree with the reviewer who pointed out the serious flaw: the easy resolve. The only explanation would have been if Dad had an epiphany on the way to the canal, with that sickening feeling of impending doom, of what his life would have been like without Mom. But that is left to the viewer's discrimination.
You realize, though, that this movie has at its heart a gut-wrenching emotional showdown over a serving of herring... Not that I am missing the point, I know it is about family values, but still... Jeepers, try this for a script nowadays, you'd be laughing stock. You'd never live down the bowl of fish like an albatross around your neck for the rest of your life.
By the way I just last week watched Hannah Gordon in THE PERSUADERS! "A Home Of One's Own". Britain's really a small place.
Moira, luv, I trust you 'ave by now pinched off some of the household money and bought y'self the official DVD, and laid ye ol' overworked VHS copy to rest, bless your heart, luv.
Fortunately, Susan George does not disappoint. She is as vivacious as only a cute house-kitten can be. Doesn't take the movie long to show us her legs. And what lovely legs they are!
Aye, to the wee lot of ye who'd expect a dram o' a decent review o' this fine ol' beloved classic (hello, Moira), ye will 'ave to wait till the cows come home. The Raven is only botherin' with this for the wee bonnie lassie's sake.
But, hark! After taking a sneak preview, and reaching the bit around the kitchen table, I am as hooked as that misfortunate herring. I can see that this is going to be well worth watching after all. Obviously in for a treat as James Mason and Susan George square up.
Okay, watched the movie. I wholeheartedly agree with the reviewer who pointed out the serious flaw: the easy resolve. The only explanation would have been if Dad had an epiphany on the way to the canal, with that sickening feeling of impending doom, of what his life would have been like without Mom. But that is left to the viewer's discrimination.
You realize, though, that this movie has at its heart a gut-wrenching emotional showdown over a serving of herring... Not that I am missing the point, I know it is about family values, but still... Jeepers, try this for a script nowadays, you'd be laughing stock. You'd never live down the bowl of fish like an albatross around your neck for the rest of your life.
By the way I just last week watched Hannah Gordon in THE PERSUADERS! "A Home Of One's Own". Britain's really a small place.
Moira, luv, I trust you 'ave by now pinched off some of the household money and bought y'self the official DVD, and laid ye ol' overworked VHS copy to rest, bless your heart, luv.