No need to worry about “Auntie Mame.” However Greer Garson’s characterization may differ from or be similar to Rosalind Russell’s original, “Auntie Mame” remains “Auntie Mame,” The frenzied change of costumes and wigs demanded of the actress endeavoring to get through the evening as Auntie Mame never intrudes upon Miss Garson’s tranquility or spirited romping, whichever the scene may at the moment demand. From strawberry blonde and lounging pajamas of the opening cocktail party, to silver gray and sari of the close, Miss Garson is in personal command of herself, her performance and the play. Knowing that a tour de force is demanded, she presents one, her own, and it’s good. In fact, it’s extremely pleasant to see Miss Garson in something other than her screen personality. At the Broadhurst, she is an actress of verve, style, chorus girl bite, a comedienne of perfect timing and extraordinary energy. No “Mrs. Miniver” this, and vive la difference. - Variety February 26, 1958
Greer Garson, M-G-M star, shown as she left yesterday for Ottawa, Canada, from Los Angeles. Miss Garson will help raise a $600,000,000 victory loan for the Canadian government. Miss Garson expects to be gone for several weeks. Her last picture, ‘Mrs. Miniver,’ was rushed so that Miss Garson could make the jaunt - February 21, 1942.
Walter Pidgeon and Greer Garson in “Mrs. Parkington”, 1944
I was initially planning on being a casual fan, but then I thought, why not just let it consume my soul instead?
“There have been two roses named for me, one, the Mrs. Miniver, and the other, Greer Garson. Now as you’d expect, the Mrs. Miniver behaves properly and blooms beautifully, in true size and color, season after season. The Greer Garson, bloomed all over the place with terrific splendor. Next season, it sprawled around, put out a few off blooms, and relaxed. I sometimes wonder if the rose growers really made a true estimate of the both of us.”
"If they meant, by ‘lady,’ the sort of feminine creature who refrains from smacking people on their kissers, I wouldn’t have an objection in the world. But the Greer Garson Lady is something just too-too, with a halo of nobility. She’s all wrapped up in cellophane. Her petticoats rustle when she moves and her little finger curves off from her teacup. A stuffy piece of bric-a-brac—out of this world. I’d like to take her by the scruff of her neck and drop her neatly into the Pacific Ocean!” - Greer Garson, 1942
"Few can talk with such compelling effect as Miss Garson, who not only feels deeply but gives words wings."