I watched the 2011 Jane Eyre with Mia Wasikowska and Michael Fassbender. Aside from the fact that it has the perennial problem of Jane Eyre adaptations--Michael Fassbender is waaaaay too pretty to be Rochester--it's a really good adaptation. I read Jane Eyre some years ago, and it kept me up half the night (once she ran out onto the moor, I wasn't going to sleep until I found out what happened). Watching this has reminded me that Jane Eyre is straight-up id fic. It's so indulgent. And so problematic. (Holy crap, Rochester is a horrible human being and Jane should run far, far away--I mean, she even says that she loves him because this is the first time in her life she's not been alone and terrified, which is kind of a bad way to choose a husband.) But it is so romantic. My god. I still love it, everything about it, even though I see in it the direct predecessor to Twilight. Jane Eyre is just so yummy, even while it's squicky at the same time. This is probably why there's been a new adaptation of it every three or four years since the invention of film.
In any case, my point is, if you like Jane Eyre, the 2011 adaptation is a good one.
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