Somehow it reminds me of those movies from the ’30s, when the widowed mother sacrifices herself for her beautiful daughter by scrubbing office floors at night and never buying so much as a new hatband for herself in order to give her daughter a party dress and matching dancing slippers. Now we’re waiting to learn whether the movie ends with the noble mother being rewarded with wealth and happiness for her years of sacrifice, or whether she watches her daughter succeed while she herself hides in the shadows so as not to embarrass her daughter. (I typed this almost a year ago, and really, I don’t remember how it ends!)