"At times, the movie sounds like an overwritten drawing-room comedy from eighty years ago, or like Shaw without the irony. But Firth, in a broad-ranging performance—from rage to enchantment and back again—carries it through. It’s his show."
by Marsha Samuel, Seattleite, shutterbug, and storyteller. Blogger and re-blogger of both fact and fancy. If I find it interesting, you'll find it here.