I just saw Philadelphia Story for the first time. It was a bit of a revelation. I didn't know it was possible for Jimmy Stewart to fail to charm. And I'm not sure there are words to describe the indecency of having Katherine Hepburn be berated first by her ex, for refusing to tolerate his drunkenness, and then by her dad, for failing to forgive his infidelities, watching the whole time as she slowly succumbs to guilt and self-doubt and the realization that she lacks "the most important part of a woman, a forgiving heart."
Blech. Burn in hell, movie.
