Film

Now, Voyager

Name: Now, Voyager
Genre: Romance, Drama
Released: 1942
Cast: Bette Davis, Paul Henreid, Claude Rains, Gladys Cooper, Bonita Granville

The definitive glow-up melodrama: a cowed, unibrowed spinster crushed by her mother sails off, sheds the past, and returns transformed, cigarette in hand, ready to love on her own terms. Lush, unashamedly emotional studio filmmaking with Bette Davis at her most commanding. For anyone who wants a good cry, gorgeous hats, and a happy ending that costs something.

TMDb rating

7.4

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