What did you think of the 1966 film "Georgy Girl"?

I was of the right age to see Georgy Girl when it came out, and of course I heard the song on the radio a thousand times, but somehow I missed the movie.

As part of my remedial program, I remedied that lack last night.

At least, I watched the first two-thirds. After an hour and six minutes of this 99-minute film, I couldn’t stand it any longer and shut it off.

Then I looked up the ending on Wikipedia, and I’m glad I didn’t stay for it.

I don’t think my distaste is just because this movie was pitched at an audience of 46 years ago and is now hopelessly dated. I don’t think I ever would have liked it. What’s more, I just about can’t remember the last time an hour seemed so long. I started watching the clock at 28 minutes and couldn’t believe how it crept while I was supposedly being delightfully entertained.

Don’t say it’s because it was British. I would wager that I’ve seen more British than American movies, old, new, and very old, and seldom dislike any. (However, I ditched Alfie—also from 1966—with a similar reaction, even though I love Michael Caine.)

Did you agree with me, or did you love it? What’s to love?