Tanya Wexler's film (the director is shown at right) -- besides its very funny opening depicting Victorian upper class women of all types describing their "symptoms" -- is how interesting, how much fun are the various characters on view. There's Hugh Dancy's quixotic doctor, shown below, all forward thinking where medical science is concerned but something of a prude regarding a woman's place and conventional morality. When this very good doctor comes into the family fold and the hysteria-fueled medical practice of Jonathan Pryce, he meets the two women -- Pryce's daughters, played by Maggie Gyllenhaal and Felicity Jones -- who will concern him from then on: Ms Jones as his possible paramour, Ms Gyllenhaal as his combination goading savior and bête noire.
Rupert Everett (above, right) as his wealthy friend, inventor and confidante, whose progressive parents foot the bill for much of his life and work. Pryce is fine in a less demanding role than he often has, but it's fun to see him doing comedy again.