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This film is nicely done. Bravo to the somewhat quirky but brilliant casting that really paid off. Like the Beethoven it started very adagio and some of my film watching buddies even confessed to an early snooze while the plot was settling in. It was stuffed full of musical clichés by the score, but still came over as a totally pleasant and high-toned peek into the world of classical musicians. It is probably nothing like that at all in reality but who cares. I was transported to a privileged milieu for a few hours. Barely a word was wasted in the script and it left one with a few unanswered questions to linger over in post film dialogues. I thought about for quite a while afterwards when returning to my squalid low- culture life. That is always quite a good sign that a film has hit the spot. The flavour that lingered was more European than American.

Once I got past the 'machine-knitted' hand-knits and the Mills and Boon score . . . perfectly watchable. Don't expect to be informed about artistic life or how to learn to draw and paint. I have got to say I think Emily Browning was miscast; though delightfully dinky and looking marvellous in her lace blouses and smocks . . she did not convey privileged entitlement or fragile mentality very well, not exactly wooden but leaning towards wet lettuce leaf. I feel a proper Cornish artist boho would be perfectly happy to be in love with two lovely men . . so bit of a plot hole there. The actress that played Laura Knight was perfect. Although location spotting was fun and authentic . . nothing else was. It seemed to lack real Cornishness . . a huge failing for me. Had I been directing I would have gone even more up the cheesy Mills and Boon route with it. Sorry but I was disappoint.

My friend and I combined our weekly shopping trip to 24Hour Tesco in Helston with a film club night in Penzance Cornwall. The other 'girls' in our Cornish Grey Film Buff group were plugging for 'Quartet' but I am SO glad we went to this film instead. I left the cinema with severe jaw-ache and the others suffered rib ache too, after laughing so hard it hurt. We are admittedly somewhat starved for quality entertainment in this neck of the woods but this was perfect for us lovers of original dark deadpan slapstick humour. Don't assume anything though as our film club are all senior grey singles. I did wonder in anyone non-Brit would get it but apparently Sightseers was well received in Australia. We were all taken on a journey back to life with our divorced husbands by some fine portrayals of men's arsiness and the reality of Brit-Lifestyle motoring holidays of yore. I found the lead man quite mesmerising. We would love to watch a prequel, perhaps a foreign holiday to Belgium or Poland? This movie really cheered me up. Eat your heart out Judd Apatow.