Unfortunately, this movie blows. It's a cute concept, and the leads are great. They really try, but there is no saving this script or the hackneyed direction.
Hugh Dancy plays Mortimer, a young doctor in 1880 who would like to help the poor. Instead, he ends up in an uptown practice helping women with "hysteria", which covers nervous issues, paleness, anxiety, etc. The treatment involves clitoral stimulation. Soon he's the most popular guy in town, until his hand cramps. At which point, his friend Edmund, played by Rupert Everett, contributes his electronic feather duster to the situation.
This movie starts out at a farce, which was ok but not great. Then it tries to be a drama, bringing in women's sufferage, Maggie Gyllenhaal, the right to vote, and it really, really gets fucked up. The tone is off, the pacing is a mess, this movie is a wreck.
Just pass. Watch Hugh Dancy in the Jane Austen Book Club for a good romantic comedy. Maggie G is great in many things - try Crazy Heart, Sherrybaby, and Secretary. Secretary is a romance that pushes the boundaries like no other movie. I love it - try that one.
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