Whoho!
Nice hats.
And doilies.
She’s so wicked!
This is a lot of fun. It’s totally over the top and delighting in its own absurdeties. This was released just after WWII, and was the highest-grossing movie in the UK of the year, and I can totally see why.
(They had to reshoot scenes like this for the US release because of the excessive Margaret Lockwood boobage on display.)
George Harrison!?
It’s a bitch-off!
I feel like I should love this, but I just don’t. The performances are great, and the plot is a lot of fun, but I’m not really feeling it.
It might just be me.
The Wicked Lady. Leslie Arliss. 1945.
This blog post is part of the Eclipse series.