Maybe in 1933 it was amusing to see a contemporary American get dropped into England shortly after Independence, dropping goofy American expressions into conversations and ''predicting'' the future.
But in 2019? By gawd this is tedious. It's like watching a Shakespeare comedy where all the jokes are from 1601. Except the only thing this movie has in common is indecipherable English accents (most of them Hollywood fakes, no doubt). It's just not cleverly written to stand the test of time.
And the acting - I mean the physical movement - is so stiff it's like they're still trying to figure out how to capture the dialogue without also recording the swishing of costumes.
Review of Berkeley Square
