Kieran

The type of film that if you watched it in the 50s it could make you believe in magic.  Never seen a Sirk film before and I probably need to get a few under my belt before I acclimatise to the melodrama of it all (“the ghastly glamour of it all”) but this impressed me.

Just goes to show that love for the game and enthusiasm does not a good film make.  Mind you, I’d smash it.

I’m hoping to book Jane Fonda for my birthday next year because apparently even masters will do any old tripe.