One of the great romantic films, fearless in its regard for regret and tenderness. John Huston, who lived for years in Ireland and raised Anjelica there until she was 16, had an instinctive sympathy for the kindness with which the guests at the Misses Morkan’s party accepted one another’s lives and failings. They have all fallen short of their hopes, and know it (…) If all those sad things were true, then he could at least communicate them with grace and poetry, in a film as quiet and forgiving as the falling snow. — Roger Ebert