This is a film about an American lady in the 1950s ordering books by post from an old bookshop on the Charing Cross Road. It's funny and warm hearted and nostalgic. You shouldn't need to know much more than that to go and watch it. I am all in favour of books and films that promote the value of reading classic English literature, that show you can have an interesting life without leaving your room, and which make no use of fast or exhilarating events to create a dramatic plot. As well as making you pine for old-fashioned furniture, a London that never quite existed, and the joy of a life in poverty as an undiscovered writer, this film should send you hurrying off to look for your copies of Donne's
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