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Mrs. Palfrey at the Claremont and Grace is Gone are two films I have recently caught unintentionally that I consider to be both sweet films and lovely films. Sometimes human, other times sad, but all-in-all, very sweet and lovely.
I don’t know where these movies make it into my pantheon of film but there is surely a spot for them in my life. Why do I like them and why was I pinned through each of them? Well, I have softened after years after being trained up as a postmodernist who attacks every film with the mallet of deconstruction in the form of gender, race, class, intent, messaging, subtext, and the dumbing-down of cinema and entertainment.
Yes, I was surely insufferable. Now I see some very fine space for simple tales of love and family. I see space for tales that have the mission of role-modeling how people should behave and how people should love and how families should treat each-other, even if they’re not families of blood but families none-the-less. So, yes, I can recommend these films.
They’re both sad and uplifting and much easier to watch than the masterful but highly intentionally dense and artfully-sculpted Wings of Desire, a film that I will need to watch again before I go on about it here.
