Edward Everett Horton is the true muse of this film. (Think about it.)

William Demarest’s series of prat falls is a thing of sublime comedy

Stomping, striding Judy Davis. Sickly, vampire-sounding Hugh. Hot-tempered Mandy Patinkin. Doddering Emma Thompson. Slickly seductive Bernadette Peters. All in 19th century garb, and all-in-all accurate-ish, I think? What more could you possibly want out of a period piece?

There's something(s) missing, but I really enjoyed it and its oscillations between finesse and unfussiness. But I also did not hate Pitt's perfume ad and believe anything Marion says while her eyes are open, so... It's a solid VOD watch on own or with date.