Jane Eyre (2011)

Jane Eyre 2011, you won me over. I tried to ignore you and pretend you weren’t there, but you kept beckoning and I was weak.

You accordioned down, leaving behind the superfluous and farfetched (i.e. St. John’s familial connection). Because you combined scenes so seamlessly, it left time for lingering on the sublime. 

Your Mr. Fassbender is a magician—probably the first Rochester to let the audience in on his true feelings while still keeping Jane in the dark. 

And Jane! Never play poker Ms. Wasikowski, for your internal workings play clearly across your face. Bad for cards, but perfect for an actor—especially for a character whose story is mainly told through her thoughts. 

It’s also about time we got Dame Dench’s take on Mrs. Fairfax.

So JE 2011, you brought me something new even though you are the umpteenth rendition. I’m sorry to have doubted you.

"Of course we forgive you, Sandy.  In the saddest way possible."