Afraid to Love

A frothy silent battle-of-the-sexes romp, all arched eyebrows and Venetian glamour, gliding by on charm rather than depth.

A light, charming old-fashioned romance that glides by pleasantly without asking much of you.

A talky, stage-bound battle of wits that feels like watching a filmed play, with wit but little visual life.

A breezy, talky old-fashioned romp of manners, light on its feet and easy to enjoy without much effort.

A breezy, good-natured mistaken-identity romp that coasts on charm, gentle laughs and rustic scenery rather than any real stakes.

A light, chatty old-fashioned comedy of manners, more pleasant than laugh-out-loud, best enjoyed as a gentle diversion.

A light, chatty French comedy of manners that ambles pleasantly toward a romantic payoff, easy to sit through and mildly amusing.

A gentle, old-fashioned romantic comedy of manners, with light misunderstandings and a sweet will-they-won't-they charm.

A featherlight silent-era romp, all coy glances and playful scheming, gliding by in twenty brisk minutes.}{.

A light, charming silent comedy of manners with mistaken identities and social climbing, easy to enjoy.

A witty, pastel-hued comedy of manners, full of romantic misunderstandings and sly, sparkling charm.

A frothy, brightly coloured confection of silly rich people and a quietly dignified butler, easy and pleasant to drift along with.