Sweet Georgiana. She has everything. She’s a rich aristocrat, she’s beautiful, she has whatever brains she’s allowed to have, she’s vivancious and she is, above .l all, a good girl like her mother told her to be.
One day, dearest Mama informs her that she’s to marry the Duke of Devonshire. Georgiana is only too happy to comply and do her duty as she was groomed to. It’s all so perfect.
Except that it isn’t. His grace is quick enough to snip her layer after layer of clothing with a pair of scissors and do that husbandy thing – but he doesn’t ever talk to her as such What is there to talk about? Why didn’t she just pop out an heir already!
Sadly for young Georgiana, that’s just what she didn’t do. Some little girls came along, but what good were they. Other people enter the picture, thickening the plot (or non-plot) a bit. Mostly you’re to revel in the periodness of the movie – sometime in the 1700s. Lovely English countryside and mansions and costumes and all. There’s one scene where poor Georgiana’s four-foot headdress smacks a chandelier and goes up in flames. Hot hot hot!
The movie is based on Amanda Foreman’s book and stars Keira Knightley and Ralph Fiennes and is ho hum… pleasantly lazy….