The wives of great men (and the husbands of great women) often have remarkable stories to tell; this was not one of them. Clementine Churchill is the subject of this one-woman show but, despite recounting over fifty years of courtship, marriage, children and two World Wars, somehow nothing interesting happens. The Churchills’ disagreement over some purple rhododendrons is as exciting as it gets, as Winston’s drinking and Clementine’s alleged affair with another man are omitted entirely from the script, perhaps because they would get in the way of this rather fawning portrayal of an ever-faithful wife to a great and noble man. This was not their finest hour.
This review was originally published here.