if their story seems completely bonkers, almost like a feverish work of fiction, you ain't heard nothing yet.

The first must-see film of the year.

After playing with our expectations, this turns out to be a very different sort of film.

This movie feels like it was made purely to piss off people who want good shows

This is great fun and a reminder of when actors and actresses just weren't welcome in polite society (and why). Just watching Colin Firth's face is delicious, he is subtle, funny and brilliant! The star-struck maid alone is worth the price of admission; and Stephen Frye is a perfect butler to Julie's elegant, polished master of each successive situation. Sophie Thompson steals the dinner scene and just about every other one she is in. This is a fabulous, literate comedy of manners with everyone spot-on with their characters. Every time I watch it I find something clever, witty and subtle that I missed the previous time. Just sit back and have fun watching all the stereotypes get skewered.

Noel Coward was probably Britain's most successful dramatist during the late twenties and thirties, and became immensely popular during the war, when his patriotic songs, plays and film scripts helped to keep up national morale. In the fifties, however, his popularity waned; his type of drawing-room comedies seemed increasingly dated, artificial and mannered. Along with Terence Rattigan and N.C. Hunter he came to represent the sort of middle-class theatre that John Osborne and the other Angry Young Men were reacting against."Relative Values", written in the early fifties, is a typical Coward comedy of manners and social class. A young aristocrat, Nigel Earl of Marshwood, announces his engagement to a glamorous film star named Miranda Frayle. Nigel's imperious mother, the dowager Countess, is vehemently opposed to the marriage; in her eyes it is simply not the done thing for aristocrats to marry members of the acting profession, particularly if they come from humble social origins. Contrary to what has been stated elsewhere, however, she is not prejudiced against Miranda because she is American. Although Miranda sounds American, she is actually British by birth. In any case, it had long been acceptable for young American women, if wealthy and from good families, to marry into the British aristocracy. Winston Churchill, for example, was born in the 1870s to an American mother, Jennie Jerome, and the Churchills are an even grander family than the one shown in this film.Two further complications arise. First, it turns out that Miranda is actually the long-lost sister of the Countess's maid, Moxie. Second, Miranda has been followed to England by her former boyfriend, Don Lucas (another film star), who still has hopes of rekindling their relationship. Lucas represents what was during this period a fairly common stereotype of Americans in Britain, especially in the upper-class circles among which Coward moved. He is a rough diamond, outwardly vulgar and lacking in social graces, but inwardly fairly decent and good-hearted.He is, in fact, one of the few decent people in the play. The Countess, for all her gracious manners and social polish, is a crashing snob. Nigel is spoilt and selfish, and Miranda is little better. Whereas Nigel and his mother are straightforward snobs, Miranda is an inverted one, who claims to have had a deprived, poverty-stricken childhood in the East End of London, much to Moxie's disgust as the family are actually from the respectably middle-class dormitory town of Sidcup. At this period, in fact, it was quite common for film stars not only to take a false name (Miranda's real name is Freda Birch) but also to invent a false life-story for themselves; Merle Oberon, for example, was actually born in Calcutta of Anglo-Indian descent but claimed all her life to be a native of Tasmania.Stephen Fry gives a nicely judged performance as the Earl's butler; he speaks to his employer and the house guests with great formality and gravitas in an inch-perfect upper-class accent, but when speaking to his fellow servants reverts to his native Estuary English. ("Estuary English" is the name given to the dialect of Kent, where the film is set, and Essex, the counties immediately to the east of London). Julie Andrews is also good as the supercilious Countess, but not all the other actors are as alert to the niceties of the British class system, which is unfortunate as it is these niceties which are Coward's major preoccupation in this play. Neither Jeanne Tripplehorn as Miranda nor Sophie Thompson as Moxie, for example, seems credible as a native of Sidcup. Miranda sounds far too American, with no hint of her English origins, even though British-born Hollywood stars of this period, such as Audrey Hepburn, Deborah Kerr and Joan Collins normally kept their native accents. Moxie either speaks in an exaggerated faux-genteel voice or else sounds exactly like the working-class Cockney that she indignantly denies being.When I have seen Tripplehorn in the past, I have always been surprised that such a glamorous actress should have spent so much of her career playing supporting roles in, for example, "Basic Instinct" or "Sliding Doors". Here, however, she gets to play a leading role, and I cannot really say that she makes the most of it. I was rather surprised to see Colin Firth, one of Britain's major stars, here playing a minor role as Nigel's cousin.The film has a rather dated feel to it; this is the only one of Coward's plays to have been made into an English-language feature film since the sixties. Even when it was written, this play represented an old-fashioned, conservative kind of theatre, and it was a rather odd choice to make it into a film some fifty years later. Like a lot of Coward's work it resists being updated to a later age, so the film-makers had no choice but to make it as a fifties period piece. The final result, however, is little more than an examination of outdated social conventions that no-one really cares about any more. 5/10

This was a pretty darn good movie, and I always enjoy seeing Julie Andrews do comedy. But for me, the highlight of the movie was the dinner scene, with "Moxy" (Sophie Thompson) furiously biting her tongue while her clueless real-life sister (Jeanne Trippelhorn) concocts falsely slanderous stories about their mother, painting her as a bawdy alcoholic. Moxy's outraged cry of "Jugs of Beer!?" after Miranda/Freda leaves is priceless, as is her dressing down of Freda near the end of the film.I liked this film, too, because it didn't sink too far into the "Silly Ass/Bright Young Thing" mode that most of Coward's works tend to. Rent it if you can. It's worth catching.

Near the end of this picture one of the characters says 'Well, nothing much has happened' and they were very right. This is a lightweight confection, mildly amusing at most and probably best suited to a female audience over 60.It is certainly not from one of Coward's best plays and seems to hold back just when some broad farce (which it badly needed) was about to begin. The class theme and story seems terribly dated now as does the horror of an aristocratic family marrying an American (or so we are led to believe) but I suppose we have to remember this was written only a decade and a half after the King had to abdicate to marry an American.Stephen Fry gives good value as the butler and Colin Firth is cast rather against type as a bitchy queen and has the best scene in the film with Baldwin, aping scenes from Casablanca.Julie Andrews plays Julie Andrews as ever, so no change there then.I'll be generous and give it 6/10.