So looking for a light movie appropriate for a Sunday afternoon, I found this on my Netflix list from who knows when: an English countryside manor comedy in the 1920s, apparently based on a Noël Coward play.

So basically the young man of the house marries a disreputable American woman (she races cars for a living, why I never!) and brings her home to meet the family (including a predictably outraged mother and a dissolute father, played by Colin Firth), and hijinks ensue.

It’s mostly predictable comedy of manners type stuff, except for when it isn’t. I don’t want to spoil anything, but it ended up surprising me, in a pleasant way. If you like Downtown Abbey, this is the sort of thing you’ll very probably enjoy.