Stunning. Though it starts with a young American woman delivering a conference speech, the backdrop is utterly British: lack of communication and the resulting misinterpretation of the signals of others and the inevitable construction of false narratives. Life is a tawdry business. You can pretty up your environment as much as you like (Wedgwood blue walls, carefully arranged accoutrements), but you remain ugly and wounded inside, hiding the unspeakable. And for each of the players it's always about me. My pain. Everyone quaffing alcohol, the only way the Brits can undo their corseted tormented psychology. Nash and his screenwriters Kristy and Shane Bruce (respectively playing Amy and Julie) honed this tale down to a tee, and nailed it. A remarkable achievement, ultimately because it's a woman's film: by women and for women.
