Here's a movie that should be required viewing for all women who refuse to call themselves Feminists. It will force them to see what it was like to be a gal back in 1950, before Betty Friedan, Gloria Steinem and their ilk saved us from situations like this.
It's 1950, post-war England and Hester (Rachel Weisz) has two choices: Her boring, unattractive older husband with money and a mommy complex or a natty, penniless fighter pilot back from the war with a drinking problem and commitment phobia. (Which, of course, wasn't defined back then.)
We're supposed to think this flick, a remake of a 1955 movie based on a 1952 play, is about love and lust and the aftermath of devastating war. But for those with 20/20 hindsight, it's shouting about the lack of opportunities for women.
No wonder Hester was depressed. She suffered from the problem that had no name until "The Feminine Mystique" was written 13 years later.
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