"Mississippi, the same year that Kennedy is killed, is an abomination of racial hatred. Truth be told the Southern US States still hold a scary volume of racial tensions. The Help dwells on the petty everyday behavior of mistresses towards their maids. But it's these accumulated insults that grind away at the maids' dignity. The cast-iron law that maids cannot use the mansion house toilets, whatever the urgency, and must not be sassy. The practice that maids are passed onto to the next generation of daughters by their mothers, confers a job for life, but removes freedom of choice. These harsh iniquities are set within a glittering array of colonial mansions, bridge afternoons, chocolate pie and fabulous Cadillacs. A minor rebellion takes place amongst the maids fed by the newly graduated Skeeter Phelan, she secures a NY journalist's career launched on the back of the maids' everyday gossipy revelations about their nasty employers - a book is successfully published, "The Help" earning the contributers $40 each. This all ties up rather nicely as Skeeter gets her job and the maids' lose theirs. A Women's Institute's view of inhumanity from a kitchen range vista but still an enjoyable two hours."