This is one of those rare films that looks frankly at the more tender and noble human emotions, such as self-sacrifice, generosity, parental love, and more, and leaves the viewer feeling fuller and more validated as a human being. Yes, it may sound corny in today's glitzy surface-obsessed world, but we who remember the simpler days love this film. Edward G. is fantastic as the understanding caring father, Margaret is excellent and thoroughly believable as always, and Butch does a fantastic job. His role is written as a perfect compliment to MArgfaret's, as he observes everything from a male perspective and always wants to know why things work, while Margaret only wants to know that everything is working okay with the world. Agnes gets to portray a soft and loving mother as opposed to nasty shrews she usually plays. My favorite Moorehead and Robinson roles, both in one movie.
Review of Our Vines Have Tender Grapes
