To great relief, Rachel McAdams managed to supply my viewed Morning Glory with a happy ending. Sure, it got a little flaccid three quarters of the way in, but the pace & friction of the earlier experience managed to squeeze out a reasonable climax -  mainly through the affection generated whilst snug in the folds of the warm narrative. It was a slick ride worth paying for.

Think of it as the gentler, more good-natured, child of Working Girl; in which the challenge is the job - not the job system; and with Harrison Ford as the narrow-minded ogre, not the broad-minded romantic hero, in a woman’s battle for fulfilment.