"They seek him here, they seek him there.
The Frenchys seek him everywhere.
Is he in Heaven or is he in..(filtered)?
My own, elusive Pimpernel."
"Sink me. The lady's a poet."
Do forgive me--but I couldn't help myself.
The Scarlet Pimpernel is such a perfect, obvious, lovey-dovey classic that I couldn't NOT do this review for the week of Valentine's Day. Doesn't positively EVERYone love this movie?
Handsome Anthony Andrews plays Percy Blakney, the mysterious Englishman who sets out to rescue French Aristocrats from the guillotine during the French Revolution. On one of his regular "visits" to France, he falls in love with Margarite St. Just, a French actress--who just happens to be the sweetheart of Citizen Chauvelin--Ian McKellan (Gandolf)--the fellow who is delighted to be sending people to "Madame Le Guillotine."
Percy, in order to keep his identity hidden plays the fabulous romantic one minute and ridiculous "fop" the next--and poor Margarite is hopelessly confused. Does he love her? Does he trust her? What is he up to?
She better figure it out fast, because she is the only one who can keep Percy from losing his own head.
Motherly Advice: Your ClearPlay will take a bit of a rest with this lovely film--perhaps a random H or D here and there. But unless you are sensitive to the occasional well stepped, bloodless sword fight, you and your family will be free to sit back and love this movie to bits.
Launi--Movie Mom...who's worn out two copies on video...I'm not kidding.
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