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A sublime sister act

With its time-hopping twist on the classic tale and a stunning performanc­e from Saoirse Ronan, the new Little Women is...

- MATTHEW BOND

Little Women Cert: PG 2hrs 14mins

M★★★★★ y mother, a former actress, adored Little Women and read the book aloud to my sisters and me, with different voices for each of the March sisters and, of course, American accents all round. But she also insisted on one other thing, adhering firmly to the fine example set by the book’s author, Louisa M Alcott, of beginning at the beginning and ending at the end.

Greta Gerwig, the actress, writer and film-maker, does not do that. She begins nearer to the end than the beginning, then skips back to somewhere much nearer to the beginning but still not quite there, and continues in that restless style for more than two hours. Back and forward in time we go, retelling Alcott’s story of the female-dominated March family as they wrestle with approachin­g adulthood in Massachuse­tts in the years immediatel­y after the American Civil War.

Gerwig’s non-linear narrative structure certainly has its problems – one minute Jo (Saoirse Ronan) – the literary one – is a published writer, the next she has barely picked up a pen. And so it goes on – here’s handsome Laurie (Timothée Chalamet), apparently in love with Amy (Florence Pugh, both right), the youngest March sister and the artistic one, and now here he is again apparently in love with Jo. And please, don’t get me started on poor Beth (Eliza Scanlen), the musical one…

It’s a disconcert­ing approach that goes far beyond the familiar idea of starting near the end, then jumping backwards to tell the rest of the story in straightfo­rward flashback. It may confuse one or two and exasperate some others, but I absolutely loved the overall result. Somehow, Gerwig captures the spirit, essence and energy of Alcott’s book – all those hopes, all those dreams and, oh, the importance of family – and yet very gently places her own stamp on it.

And she does so thanks largely to an absolutely wonderful and totally winning central performanc­e from Ronan as Jo, the character who has provided a role model for generation­s of aspiring female writers and who, particular­ly in this adaptation, is very much a cypher for Alcott herself.

Not quite as pretty as her elder, more traditiona­l sister Meg (Emma Watson), the aspiring actress, and dressing for practicali­ty rather than turning male heads, Ronan’s Jo is a headstrong, impetuous, nomination-grabbing delight, nobly convinced she can keep the desperate March family finances afloat with her writing as they wait for their father to return from the war.

There will be no place for love in her busy life, she insists… ah, but is she sure about that? After all, her New York admirer, the Professor (Louis Garrel) who, thanks to Gerwig’s peripateti­c adaptation we meet early on rather than later, is awfully handsome.

Alcott’s celebratio­n of female

‘Director Gerwig captures the spirit, essence and energy of Alcott’s book’

talent and ambition always has a modern resonance, and quite right too, but here more old-fashioned virtues also come to the fore. Laura Dern, who was so good recently in Marriage Story, is fabulous again here as the gentle March matriarch, ‘Marmee’, the living embodiment of kindness and generosity.

As for poor Jo, nobody has to demonstrat­e the true meaning of forgivenes­s – that there’s far more to it than just saying sorry – quite like her. Why? Well, if you haven’t read the book, just keep an eye on that Amy, who Pugh convincing­ly portrays here as well on her way to becoming a right little madam.

In a beautifull­y cast and sporadical­ly very funny film, Meryl Streep is a scene-stealing hoot as the perpetuall­y disappoint­ed Aunt March, a woman very much still wedded to the idea of her nieces making financiall­y advantageo­us marriages. The only slight disappoint­ment is Chalamet, who would have been only 22 when filming started and slightly struggles to convince in the vital romantic role of Laurie. Neverthele­ss, this is a beautifull­y made picture, with Yorick Le Saux’s cinematogr­aphy combining with Jess Gonchor’s production design and Jacqueline Durran’s wardrobe to ensure it looks both wonderful and convincing, while Alexandre Desplat’s sumptuous score adds to the pleasurabl­e sense of occasion. One of the great treats of the holidays.

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SCENE STEALERS: Top: Meryl Streep as Aunt March. Above: James Norton as John Brooke. Left (from left): Emma Watson, Saoirse Ronan, Florence Pugh and Eliza Scanlen as the March girls
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