Recounting the tale of a young lady called Juliet Ashton who has the hobbit of writing. At the point when her fate places her in a discussion with a gathering of ladies from Guernsey, she chooses to compose a book about them and their encounters in their hardest time, World War II.
Buoyed by a reliably appealing star turn from James, this handsome tearjerker mostly sidesteps the tweeness of its title to become, somehow, both an old-fashioned romance and a detective story trumpeting gender equality.
Yes, some of the narrative twists are a bit creak... but there's enough drama and feel-good factor to leave you feeling, unlike sampling the potentially unctuous pastry of the title, more than satisfied.
They've disentangled the novel's dramatic and romantic complications to a fault; if it's possible to merely amble in place, that's what the storytelling in "Guernsey" does for protracted stretches of screen time.