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Oct. 26th, 2009 09:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pebblerockerAfter reading Pride & Prejudice I was in the mood to watch it on TV, so we had a look in the video shop to see if we could find it. I never can find anything I want to watch at a video shop, I like really good TV shows but they prefer to stock really crappy movies instead. We did find Pride & Prejudice there; it was the 2005 movie, not the 1995 BBC serial I was after, but we thought it might scratch the right itch anyway.
IT SUCKED. I was prepared to be open-minded and enjoy it even without the same delightfully slimy Mr Collins I'd been looking forward to, but it just sucked all over. "Isn't this supposed to be a story about the middle classes?" we asked each other. Everything was rough and muddy, nothing was at all elegant. (If you're going to do period drama you have to teach the actors at least some deportment -- Keira Knightley slouching through the opening scene with her neck sticking out was a real shocker, and it got worse from there.) It could actually have been pretty funny to watch: a re-interpretation of the story where we side with Mr Darcy and Caroline Bingley as they look down their noses at all these vulgar and unattractive people -- only we couldn't bring ourselves to sit through more than half an hour.
Thank goodness for the internet. I was able to get hold of the 1995 six-parter and we watched some tonight. Boys like Jane Austen too: mine enjoys Mr Bennet's scenes very much and is interested in the storyline, so I have someone to watch them with.
IT SUCKED. I was prepared to be open-minded and enjoy it even without the same delightfully slimy Mr Collins I'd been looking forward to, but it just sucked all over. "Isn't this supposed to be a story about the middle classes?" we asked each other. Everything was rough and muddy, nothing was at all elegant. (If you're going to do period drama you have to teach the actors at least some deportment -- Keira Knightley slouching through the opening scene with her neck sticking out was a real shocker, and it got worse from there.) It could actually have been pretty funny to watch: a re-interpretation of the story where we side with Mr Darcy and Caroline Bingley as they look down their noses at all these vulgar and unattractive people -- only we couldn't bring ourselves to sit through more than half an hour.
Thank goodness for the internet. I was able to get hold of the 1995 six-parter and we watched some tonight. Boys like Jane Austen too: mine enjoys Mr Bennet's scenes very much and is interested in the storyline, so I have someone to watch them with.
