This unwatchable show is chock full of bizarre directorial conceits, which start immediately with the odd notion that Orry-Kelly is 'unknown' despite having no fewer than 302 movie credits as one of the best-known costume designers in Hollywood from 1930-63. Curiously enough this claim is specifically contradicted by one of the first interviewees.
The tale is largely told using shots of the protagonist rowing a boat, for no apparent reason whatsoever; his mother is cruelly reduced to an Edna Everage caricature putting out the washing next to a lighthouse, for some other unexplained reason; there is not nearly enough of the actual dresses, which is the actual point after all; and even the title is wrong. Orry-Kelly dressed women, not undressed them. The remainder is basically the usual unsubstantiated scuttlebutt about Cary Grant, Randolph Scott, etc.
Among many other inaccuracies, David Selznick did not produce Casablanca.
The tale is largely told using shots of the protagonist rowing a boat, for no apparent reason whatsoever; his mother is cruelly reduced to an Edna Everage caricature putting out the washing next to a lighthouse, for some other unexplained reason; there is not nearly enough of the actual dresses, which is the actual point after all; and even the title is wrong. Orry-Kelly dressed women, not undressed them. The remainder is basically the usual unsubstantiated scuttlebutt about Cary Grant, Randolph Scott, etc.
Among many other inaccuracies, David Selznick did not produce Casablanca.