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Jane and I
I Netflixed the BBC Masterpiece Theatre 2006 adaptation of Jane Eyre, starring Ruth Wilson and Toby Stephens. It was on two disks, so I had to get them separately. I watched each twice on the same night before parting from them and now I've bought it from Amazon. I've seen about five other adaptations of Jane Eyre (Cirian Hinds, William Hurt, Timothy Dalton, George C Scott, Orson Welles as Rochesters) and none come even close to this in the slightest. It captures so much of what I love about the book.
Jane Eyre changed my life. That sounds corny, melodramatic, a little pitiful, and strangely lacking in healthy priorities, but I've always felt it to be true. I was fourteen when I read it and I never felt alone again after that. To have it now with pretty people (eta: um. Which I should have a problem with, as the people in JE are not supposed to be pretty. They are in this, gorgeous, but what I meant was well-acted and well-scripted and that. Anyways, they *act* like they are not beautiful, and not in the She's All That way, in the seriously lacking confidence or being gruff way, and that's what matters to me here) to look at is . . . really a dream come true. Which sounds corny and all that other stuff all over again; it's hard to fathom how this could mean so much to me. But it really does.
Anyway, what sucks is I don't know where to talk about this online. Although I've spent the past two years with Buffyverse, I've often slipped away by cover of night to poke around other fandoms like BSG or Beauty and the Beast or Harry/Draco but I can never quite figure, in both the big and tiny fandoms, where the PEOPLE are. There's not a community-feeling like I feel like I have with my (mostly Buffyverse) flist, where lots of people know each other, like each other, respect each other, and talk about things (/Margaret Dashwood). I mean really! How do you go about finding a place in a new fandom? I know this is an age old quandary, a topic of much debate and meta, but how do you go about it?
And where oh where is Jane Eyre's www.pemberley.com?
Jane Eyre changed my life. That sounds corny, melodramatic, a little pitiful, and strangely lacking in healthy priorities, but I've always felt it to be true. I was fourteen when I read it and I never felt alone again after that. To have it now with pretty people (eta: um. Which I should have a problem with, as the people in JE are not supposed to be pretty. They are in this, gorgeous, but what I meant was well-acted and well-scripted and that. Anyways, they *act* like they are not beautiful, and not in the She's All That way, in the seriously lacking confidence or being gruff way, and that's what matters to me here) to look at is . . . really a dream come true. Which sounds corny and all that other stuff all over again; it's hard to fathom how this could mean so much to me. But it really does.
Anyway, what sucks is I don't know where to talk about this online. Although I've spent the past two years with Buffyverse, I've often slipped away by cover of night to poke around other fandoms like BSG or Beauty and the Beast or Harry/Draco but I can never quite figure, in both the big and tiny fandoms, where the PEOPLE are. There's not a community-feeling like I feel like I have with my (mostly Buffyverse) flist, where lots of people know each other, like each other, respect each other, and talk about things (/Margaret Dashwood). I mean really! How do you go about finding a place in a new fandom? I know this is an age old quandary, a topic of much debate and meta, but how do you go about it?
And where oh where is Jane Eyre's www.pemberley.com?
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This is part of what made this book so important to me. What happened between me and Jane (the character) paralleled what was happening between Jane and Rochester. Not the romantic attraction thing, but the understanding of each other as people and their recognition of each other. And most importantly that human understanding can trump everything else. I felt like I had one of those connections, too, even if it was with a fictional character, but I knew that if happened in fiction, Bronte had to understand it too, and if it was such a well loved book, other people could, too. It was like the first time I believed you really, really could touch other people, all the way down, and that made my life and dreams feel worth it.
I know I am being HIGHLY emotional and melodramatic about that novel, but yeah. I understood its flaws, too, and didn't care. I actually thought for a *long* while about how the same things could've been conveyed in a tighter, cleaner, less out there plot, and never came up with anything that could beat what I already had, with all its--what should objectively be--fault. i just guh, love it.
Do, do Netflix this adaptations. I have some criticisms, but they are relatively minor compared to the shining wonderfulness of it overall. I don't think it could've been done better, and leastaways, it *hasn't* been...other adaptations really suck in comparison, imo. Though I haven't seen the 1973 one, which some say is the best.