Felicia Day is brought up in seclusion by her affectionate but narrow-minded grandfather, Major Trenton. One day, Dudley Hamilt, a choirboy, throws his ball across the fence which separates the rectory from the Trenton yard and meets Felicia, from whom he steals a kiss.

A single peck—no longer than a moth’s wing-beat—opens a fissure straight through the armored corset of Edwardian rectitude. The Stolen Kiss understands that revolutions often arrive whispered through hedgerows rather than shouted in streets. Director Marshall Neilan shoots the inciting trespass like a clandestine sac...

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Kenneth S. Webb

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" A single peck—no longer than a moth’s wing-beat—opens a fissure straight through the armored corset of Edwardian rectitude. The Stolen Kiss understands that revolutions often arrive whispered through hedgerows rather than shouted in streets. Director Marshall Neilan shoots the inciting trespass like a clandestine sacrament: the ball thudding onto manicured turf, Dudley’s knees freckled by grass stains, Felicia’s pupils dilating with the narcotic shock of forbidden contact. The camera practical..."
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