The Bookshop. Film. 2018. August.




England, 1959. Free-spirited widow Florence Green (Emily Mortimer, Mary Poppins Returns) follows her lifelong dream by opening a bookshop in a conservative coastal town. While bringing about a cultural awakening through works by Ray Bradbury and Vladimir Nabokov, she earns the polite but ruthless opposition of a local grand dame (Patricia Clarkson, Sharp Objects) and the support of a reclusive, book-loving widower (Bill Nighy, The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel). As Florence’s obstacles amass, she reminds herself that a town without a bookshop is no town at all. Based on Penelope Fitzgerald’s acclaimed novel, The Bookshop is an elegant rendering of personal resolve and the battle for the soul of a community.




What a lovely film!   I totally agree; one is never alone in a bookshop, or in a library, or with a book in hand.  A book can be an excellent friend and companion.  Without books, life would not be worth living.  Life not recorded in a book has not been lived.  To live is to write.  The process of dying is losing the passion to write, to live. What a world we live in, and the people in it...who harm us and take away our dreams that come true: that is this story sensitively, intelligently and gently told...but the action is redeemed  by a child who sees...and knows...and has learned to read. .  

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