Sigh....

That's all I have to say about the new Pride and Prejudice movie. That and girlish giggle.... Followed by another deeper sigh. Funny thing is I didn't have the highest of expectations for this one. I had read too many reviews comparing it to the BBC version and pretty much stating it paled in comparison. And I'm loyal. Even if it is loyalty to a six tape all-day commitment. That's all a part of the whole experience. So I guess you could say I have my prejudices......Get it? Heh.

But sufficed to say that I was sorely mistaken. Yes, the BBC version will always remain near and dear to my heart, but this production was something new and different all together. That's just it, it has to be a little bit of a different interpretation. You can't go and say, we are going to do the exact same thing but better, especially when an art like this is involved. It will always always fail. Always. It was just beautiful. Breathtaking. Mr. Darcy was the cutest awkward man ever. (I am not cheating on Colin Firth here, I'm just acknowledging a job well done. I don't even know this dudes name and am too lazy to look it up. Satisfied?). I love how society looked dirtier and just real. Not that I have lived in the world of petticoats and dowries, but it struck me as more realistic. And after seeing it on Saturday, I noticed the previews state that never has romance been this sexy. And it's so true. You barely get to see a sweet kiss in this and yet I believe it is the sexiest thing I have possibly ever witnessed. Take that world convinced that nudity and vulgarity is the only way to go.

And can I just give honorable mention (I was going to say 'give a shout out' but let's just face it, there is now way in H-E-double-Hell that I can pull that off) to the three men who where in the huge packed theatre. Bless their hearts.

There's more, and if you would care to discuss, just comment, because I'm too lazy to type that much right now.

Double .....sigh....