This was a highly rated, now forgotten, trifle. Though surrounded by opportunities, uptight Gavin can't make a choice on a date or a career, saying (without elaborating on his criteria) "I just want to get it right." He investigates a bit, but his interest seems to be in inaction or only stale, bourgeoise standards. Sex is had, but Gavin makes a rather numb protagonist. I have a friend like him, but at least he eventually came out of the closet, which is what you begin to suspect about G. The movie is harmless but kind of goes nowhere. Lynn Redgrave is there as the older woman who still recalls the swinging London of the 60s. This is proof why some British chaps are indistinguishable from the deceased.
Review of Getting It Right
