This movie was FAST! they didn’t stop for a minute.

The girl reporter, what they would have called it then in the 40s, was romanticizing a regular housewife life. She had picked up some dumb cluck man and was going to settle down with him.

But she had to separate herself from the ex-husband/editor/boss that still seemed to think he was in her life.

Rosalind Russell and Cary Grant have so much chemistry, the dumb cluck has no credibility at all.

I love the heroine. She is in so much control. She is instantly in charge of every change in the situation, and works it all out to her favor.

A lot of classic movie irritate me, because the females are so beautiful and behave so impossibly. But this woman not only does things that I might do, she does them better than I would.

How does an Indian female, just finishing up high school (or whatever they call it in England), get away from her parent’s expectations and play soccer?

This movie was so great! A chick flick about sports. And it had a killer soundtrack. There was the fights over a boy, the struggle with parents, the shopping and clothes that made your eyes pop (Indian clothing is really elaborate).

There was a lot of pressure on Jess, the Indian heroine, to follow the traditional roles for females in her family. Her interest in boys seems to be mostly as opponents or teammates on the playing field. Some of the other Indian girls, including her sister, are much more interested in boys. Jess’s mother keeps wanting to teach her how to cook a full Indian dinner.

I loved the wedding scenes, when Jess’s sister finally does get married. Oh man! I am now filled with a desire to buy my own sari.

The other female lead, Juliet, shows that it’s not just Indian traditions that want the stereotypical female roles for the daughters in the family. Juliet’s mother is very distraught at her daughter’s preference for sports rather than lacy underthings.

Women are still struggling for recognition in the sports world. Somehow, it seems to be more complicated for us. Bend it Like Beckham adresses a lot of those problems with humor and honesty.