Last night I sat through most of the agonizing new Keira Knightley Pride & Prejudice -- by the time I got to Mr. Bingley's 'But I can read...' line I knew this was not going to work for me. People said it was Brontëfied. It's worse than that: it's like a Brontë pastiche aimed at twelve-year-olds. It wasn't that the acting was particularly bad -- ( Read more... )

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