Saturday, February 28, 2009

Jane Eyre (1996)

Zeffirelli's take is beautiful and languid but lacks energy. It is thoughtful and tasteful and frequently layered but it's all so constrained that it does not compel. (A scene in the drawing room at :55:00 is an especially poor read.) The Orson Welles approach was perhaps gothic to the point of license but it was an entertainment!

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