Emerging Artist

Woman of the Year (1942)


They definitely don’t make romantic comedies like these anymore, today full of goofs-gallore than any really tension or real-life problems. Two successful journalist, one more than the other, I’ll let you decide for yourself.

We see again the magic of Spencer Tracy and Katharine Hepburn up on the screen again, Woman of the Year (1942), is no exception. At times there are hints of feminism running through the film, but very faintly, before being rail-roaded by the end sequence of domesticity. A balance is what they are asking for, not the extremes of one or the other.

 

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