Last night I watched Pride and Prejudice – the original BBC edition with Colin Firth and Jennifer Ehle – not the watered down pathetic Keira Knightly waste of film. Eliza Bennett – what can you say, she is amazing. Although she lets her prejudice get the best of her, she is a lady through and through. In former days I would have lied to myself and sat in delusional superiority thinking “we are so alike,” but alas my senses have gotten the best of me as I’ve gotten older, and I have to admit I have a lot of her insipid sisters in me as well. I am really not much of a romantic, but movies like this bring it alive in me. I used to be romantic, until I got married. That sounds horrible, but I think romanticism can be a hallucinagenic drug convincing you of another reality. There is a place for the romantic, but if you look for it everyday, you will be sorely dissapointed and declare, “Alas, it is all a lie.” Maybe I’m too much the realist or the pessimist, but I find there are fewer dissapointment when you don’t expect what aint’ going to happen. Plus, I have to say that “romantic” is completely relative – I’m not flowers and candlelight, but I guess I am “Pride and Prejudice,” because it’s real, human and the road to love is long and paved with potholes.
If I could run a modern finishing school, my first two lessons would be:
#1 Watch Pride and Prejudice and make every attempt to examine and mimic Ms. Bennett.
#2 Watch Bridget Jones’ Diary and make every attempt Not to mimic Ms. Jones.
As much as I adore both those movies, the behaviour of Ms. Jones makes me cringe and I wonder how the amazing Mark Darcy could be so blind, yet I’m so happy at the end. I have to admit, I probably would have been equally as foolish and “dipped my nib” in the office ink and dated Hugh Grant -please it’s Hugh Grant and I have to admit, I’ve dated my share of his character.
Anyways, I diverge…amazing movie, amazing character sketch, amazing life lessons