There were three ordinary women, on what seemed like a simple mission, to find a film they liked.

One where women got something to do, and not just look pretty or be murdered.

Which, to be totally honest, has complicated matters, habits.

Welcome to Flicking. Yes, it sounds a bit rude. That's the joke.

Hello, and welcome to this month's Flicking. It's a little later than it usually is,

but I'm thinking probably well worth it.

It is our regular route all through our favourite films,

but before, to excellent people to see whether they stand the test of love.

I am, as ever, joined by the excellent Yotter Osman Yossi. Hello.

Hello, sorry, I jumped in too early there. I'm quite excited.

She's excited. She's excited. And a week late.

A little later.

What does time mean anymore?

And also, the voice that you know and love, Halas and Levy.

Ah, hello.

You're okay. I feel like this might descend at some point into a collection of noises,

but with as little as we'll get there in the end.

Yotter, I think you were excited because it was your pick this month.

So tell us what you had, Hannah and I watching, and why you love it.

Actually, I was just excited to be joined by your two lovely styles,

but yes, it is true. This love picks my cat. It's my pick.

And I've gone for Peter Weir's 1998 comedy drama.

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