Movie Review - "Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day"

Is it possible that one day's encounter can fundamentally and favorably influence the lives of two quite dissimilar women? The answer from this movie is a laugh-inducing and heartwarming "yes."

The setting is London in September, 1938, where the atmosphere is very tense over Britain's confrontation with Hitler and Czechoslovakia. Miss Pettigrew, a 40ish spinster, is down on her luck. She has lost her nanny's position, apparently not the first time with a similar dismissal. Her employment agency tells her bluntly that they have absolutely no other position for her. By chance, she spots an open position as social secretary to a high-sounding Delysia Lafosse. She goes to the address and says the agency has sent her. Her references will be sent shortly.

Miss Pettigrew is amazed at the chaos in the apartment and life of Miss LaFosse. She is an aspiring singer and actress. Her luxurious digs are really the property of the nightclub owner where she works. Her bed is currently occupied by a hungover would-be show producer whom LaFosse hopes to seduce into starring her in his next production. To complicate things further, Delysia is really in love with a passionate piano player and singer, also employed at the same nightclub.

Thanks to Delysia's urging, and the credit account of the nightclub owner that Delysia is using, Miss Pettigrew also gets a bit of makeover. This makes her look at least more like a social secretary.

In the meantime, before teaming with LaFosse, Miss Pettigrew had stopped at a soup kitchen. In the alley, she had spotted a well dressed woman passionately kissing a man. Now, in Delysia's employ, she attends a function and sees the same woman. She meets the man whom the woman is engaged to. He does not know of the woman's affair, and she threatens Miss Pettigrew with exposure as a soup kitchen vagrant. At the same time, Miss Pettigrew and the man, a wealthy businessman, are taken with each other.

When Delysia goes to her night club, she finds out that the producer has doublecrossed her and has another lead. Her boss, the nightclub owner, is watching her with a jealous eye. Her passionate boyfriend changes the musical sequence so the next song for her is "If I Didn’t Care." Even if the Inkspots didn't popularize this until the 40s, the words fit in beautifully with the plot. Delysia sings it passionately so that her love for her piano player is obvious. Then, the boyfriend and the nightclub owner slug it out and the boyfriend wins.

In the midst of this brawl, a test air raid siren begins and the nightclub empties. Delysia has taken refuge under the piano, with Miss Pettigrew close by. When the young woman cries for advice, she confesses that she is not an aristocrat, but the daughter of a Pittsburgh steelworker. Miss Pettigrew opens her heart as well. Her one true love was killed in World War I, before they could be married. She urges Delysia (actually Sarah) that, even if stage roles and nightclub fame are glamorous, she shouldn't let true love (with the piano player) slip by.

Miss Pettigrew takes her own advice when she has the chance to sit and talk with the businessman. Their affection for each other is obvious. Then, the other woman breaks in and says she is going to expose Miss Pettigrew as a tramp, as revenge for her own affair being exposed. Miss Pettigrew runs off in despair. However, the businessman tells the woman that Pettigrew had said nothing of the affair (tantamount to shooting oneself in the foot).

The next morning, Pettigrew finds that Delysia has taken her advice and is going off with her true love, the piano player. He has secured employment for them on a transatlantic ocean liner as a combined act. The young man calls her, "Hurry up, Grub" (her real name), but it's an obvious call of affection.

Now, Miss Pettigrew is sitting in a railroad station. Presumably, she got a little money from Delysia. Where she'll go now and what she'll do are up in the air. But then the businessman finds her and says he has looked all night for her. He asks her to please stay in London and join him now for breakfast. Although Miss Pettigrew hasn't eaten in over 24 hours, it is obvious that her elation is from much more than mere dietary satisfaction.

Norman E. Hill, FSA, MAAA, Member AICPA, ASCPA
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