Jones frets and Treadaway gazes sorrowfully into the middle distance, syrup-hued flashbacks tell the tale of a previous summer where their mutual attraction almost took hold. The culprit, we’re left to assume, is bog-standard British repression, which is evidently so endemic to the genre that Rice and writer Mary Henely-Magill feel no need to spell it out. Treadaway conveys thwarted longing with enough moist-eyed conviction that Terence Davies should put him , but Jones’ motives for marrying a man she plainly does not love are only explored late in the film, and without much conviction. Mostly, the unhappy couple suffers in silence because in such movies, that’s what people do.
Rice directs the proceedings. Cheerful Weather for the Wedding Trailer Movie.
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