It is a story of their first casual meeting, the cutely artful endeavors of the girl to get his attention and interest (with some blunt asistance from the girl with whom she rooms), their first strained attempt at love-making, their fulfillment of a narrowly needful love and then the tensions of possessiveness and ennui that this fulfillment precipitates.
Along the way, there is a howling Interruption by the father and other relatives of the girl who come roaring up from County Wicklow when they hear of the scandalous goings-on to haul the sinful lass back to the country and force her to submit to the rigid disciplines of her upbringing for a spell.
But that's about it—except for the little incidents that allow us to see the multitudinous shimmerings and shadows that fly across the girl's emotions and mind, some sly intimations of the Irish nature that bubble and pop through the film and flavorsome backgrounds of Dublin and the thorny countryside.
And out of it all comes a wistful but rather hearty appreciation of this girl who is an honest, human compound of aggressions, generosity, hopes and selfishness.
It is in the exposition of these factors that Miss Tushingham is so good—so fluent with her facial expressions, so intense with her attitudes and so eloquent and subtle in her projection of the volatile essence of this girl. She creates a vivid impression of perceptible emotional hues. Even though this is a black-and-white picture, you can sense that her great round eyes are green.

Wow...I really think you should actually write your own reviews instead of copying from other websites. I know you didn't write it cause who these days uses words like lass and goings-on. I mean, really. You have to be what, maybe...MAYBE 25, and there is no way you talk like that. Just an idea. If you actually wrote your own reviews, you might actually get people to be interested in your blog.
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