Helen Hunt in the Thirties

I think if I were to have one song stuck in my head for the rest of my life, it would be Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata. Don't go thinking I'm one of those genius teenagers who listens to classical music, because other than that particular song, I can't name classical music by either title or composer.
I do think that song, that sonata is the most beautiful song in the world. But that's just me.

Now then. I may have another movie review. It seems that I'm only reviewing movies lately, maybe because I have nothing else to do, and maybe I need to improve my writing by practicing every day. I should maybe do some narrative stuff then, but anyways, here is my review.
A Good Woman was generally a good movie. Helen Hunt (whom I personally haven't seen in a movie since What Women Want, but I digress) plays a woman who lives off the generosity of men, if you know what I mean, and after becoming known as somewhat of a tramp in 1930's New York by the socialite women whose husbands have been supporting her, she decides to go to Italy.
The reason, which we find out later (or maybe it was earlier on, but I might just be slow in figuring things out) is that she wants to contact the daughter she ran away from twenty years before. Her daughter, played by Scarlett Johansson, is married to a rich insurance salesman and their photo is in a newspaper, which is how Helen Hunt knew of her daughter's whereabouts.
Gossip, blackmail and protection are at the heart of this story, in which, once in Italy, Hunt threatens Johansson's husband that she will reveal her identity to her daughter, and he is, for one reason or another, against the idea. Weeks of blackmail in the form of him buying Hunt expensive clothes and paying her rent stirs gossip among the local women who are too rich to do anything but talk about the scandals of others.
Johansson's 21st birthday party brings the climax of the movie. Johansson is fed up with what she thinks is her husband's affair and, through a miscommunication on a widely proclaimed ladies man's yacht, Hunt ends up looking like a tramp.
The ending is happy, though. The man Hunt was supposed to marry decides he still wants to marry her (only after much off screen explanation from Johansson). Hunt doesn't tell Johansson of their relation, but in that, doesn't spoil the pedestal figure of a mother Johansson had kept with her all her life.
It was a pretty good movie, but some parts (about the first 20-30 minutes) were kind of slow, with only conversations between characters at various locations. It did pick up, however with the many audience-assumed love triangles. It was well written and well directed and kept me thinking that Hunt and Johansson's husband were having an affair almost until the end.