- Director: Richard Loncraine
- Writer: Nick Moorcroft; Meg Leonard
- Producer: Jay Firestone; Graham Begg; James Spring; Charlotte Walls
A good cast...unstretched!
A certain demographic will lap this up...it's [probably] politically incorrect to actually name that demographic...due to this being a film stuffed full of political correctness and riddled with hackneyed clichées...about the 'haves' and 'have-nots' - yip, it's that money-doesn't-make-you-happy kind-of-thing...with a few english eccentrics thrown in to keep it bubbly.
The dust may be settling on these elderly ladies...but, they sure know how to have a bawdy old time of it...well, not quite...that's the problem with the film, it never takes off! Bif [Celia Imrie] mentions - fleetingly - that she has indulged in the - don't-knock-it-until-you've-tried-it - pleasures of female flesh...and that's it! Really, there was no point in it even being mentioned...hey, but it ticked a box!
Finding Your Feet is a well-trodden carpet...fondly appreciated by a certain demographic.
On the eve of retirement a middle class, judgmental snob discovers her husband has been having an affair with her best friend and is forced into exile with her bohemian sister who lives on an impoverished inner-city council estate.