Film

I Know Where I'm Going!

Name: I Know Where I'm Going!
Genre: Romance, Drama, Comedy
Released: 1945
Cast: Wendy Hiller, Roger Livesey, Pamela Brown, Finlay Currie, George Carney

A tender, funny black-and-white romance from Powell and Pressburger about a determined Englishwoman blown off course on her way to a wealthy wedding, and gradually undone by the wild beauty and stubborn charm of the Hebrides. Less a love story than a study of how landscape rearranges priorities — gorgeous, wry, and quietly magical, for anyone who likes romance with sea spray and a touch of the uncanny.

TMDb rating

7.1

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