When I first saw Queenie, I was immediately struck with the masterful depiction of British India. The bitter racial prejudice that permeated the environment was exceedingly well portrayed in Queenie's life story. It emphasized the ridiculousness of racial superiority, as Queenie was part Indian, yet no one could tell so merely by her appearance, as she looked quite white, and was treated thus by those who did not know her ancestry. This superficiality of skin color was a fantastic motif in the movie. Besides being rich in historical culture, however, Queenie also succeeded in being a movie about the power of the individual--Queenie persevered against all odds, fighting herself as well as her environment, yet at the end she is able to accept herself, and be proud of her heritage as well. In essence, this movie is a unique and classic archetypal story, richly done, and laudable.