I grew up in the suburbs of Toronto and although it was a middle class
townhouse development, our neighbours had a maid from Jamaica.
Our area was about as white as they come and I found 'Edna' the most interesting person.
She would tell these amazing stories about her life back home.
She had a big scar on her hand from where her donkey had bit her
and she swam in the ocean everyday as a child.
I suppose because our neighbours both worked and had 4 girls they needed the extra help.
From what I remember she was treated kindly and we all loved her.
I never experienced racism of the type in this movie I watched last night.
Maybe I was too young and naive to recognize it but I don't think it was
like it was in the deep south in the '50s and '60s
Really worth a view for the subject matter, the costumes, the music
and superb acting.