Yesterday I had the extreme joy of seeing Meryl Streep's latest offering, Florence Foster Jenkins.
Florence Foster Jenkins is a biopic about the real life woman of the same name. She was a socialite and opera enthusiast and the film is set in 1944 during the final year of her life.
Meryl Streep was, as expected, wonderful in her title role as the eccentric and enthusiastic amateur singer, but what really surprised me in this movie was Hugh Grant as her loving husband, St. Clair.
Now, I don't mind Hugh Grant every now and then but never have I been impressed with him the way I was in this film. Easily the most genuine and sincere role I've ever seen him play and he played it near faultlessly.
The entire movie had a fun and endearing tone. The central characters were charming and likeable and the supporting roles lived up to the same high standard.
I was expecting to enjoy Florence Foster Jenkins but I wasn't expecting to fall in love with it the way I did.
I highly recommend checking this out if you enjoy a well made period comedy. For me, it was magic.