Our Ladies

Our Ladies(Michael Caton-Jones, 2019) Am I wrong to be nostalgic? I couldn’t give a fig, I was swept away by the Tigermilk reference at the beginning. The story is reminiscent of those heady late 90s Belle & Sebastian stories, which is none too surprising in that this in an adaptation of Alan Warner’s late 90s novel ‘The Sopranos’. I was thoroughly entertained by the book and that story of five girls and their day in Edinburgh. Of course it’s another story of growing up and finding your way in the world, and as well another story of friendship. It’s an age old story with many examples in the past, but not always told with as much love as here. There are lovely tropes here as well, big town and small town, being on the cusp as well as the big wide world, appearances deceiving and that delicate time when actions and choices can reverberate across the decades. We also have here a group where anyone can say anything to anyone, at least in theory. The director, Michael Caton-Jones, was lucky to have such subject matter to work with, but also having the skill to make the best of these elements. He then made master strokes with the choice of music to put more flesh on the bone.