This old play, set in a lovely old 20s house in the country, pits a control-freak aristocrat mother (woefully miscast Kristin Scott-Thomas) against a willful American racing driver divorcée (monumentally miscast Jessica Biel) who has married aristocratic mother's young son (Ben Barnes). The son is sweet but weak. The mother is possessive, traditional and determined; the divorcée is equally determined, and is supposed to be exciting (at least), but is a lump of wood. The father (Colin Firth) provides a glimpse of what might be an interesting character with an interesting story, but the plot is mostly confined to a series of dull, unconvincing, repetitive power struggles between mummy and divorcée, inside the enormous house, which I, as a viewer was dying to get out of. There are occasional sorties, but nothing much happens. Most of the audience around me were enjoying themselves, so it must just be me who found it like a village hall production,on a big budget. If you like Noel Coward's oeuvre, or any well-paced drama and/or comedy, you'll probably find this sheer torture.