THIS MAN:
is way way way way way WAY hotter than THIS MAN:
How does this even need clarification? Dare to disagree with me, any of you.
Oh Colin Firth, your eyes! Your eyes! Your hair and your voice! I pine, I swoon, I die! A pox on any of you who can't appreciate the splendor of the Firth! I swear I'm going to flunk a third of my students over this debate. Young, blind, whippersnappers. Ugh, scroll back up, scroll back up!
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The thing that really bothers me is that so many people actually think that second man was in the better version! Excuse me?
Oh thank you Trevor! That stupid movie completely undid the entire work of Austen. I don't recall Elizabeth every being the blubbering, giggling idiot that Keira Knightley portrayed.
YES, THANK YOU, my kindred spirit saints!! I can ALWAYS count on Trevor and Sherry Berrett to back me up on the important stuff.
BBC's Pride & Prejudice is five lovely hours of brilliance. While I approve of Judi Dench and Donald Sutherland, my allegiance still lies in the older version, the better version. It feels good to have friends in this.
First Sawyer and now this?! Actually I can't talk...I've never watched the long Pride and Prejudice version. Don't hate me.
Uh, yeah. I think the difference you're looking to articulate is called depth. Give me a break, flunk them already.
Confession: I have never seen the BBC version of "Pride and Prejudice." I just couldn't bring myself to do it after discovering that EVERY apartment at Colonial House had at LEAST two copies in it.
However, I did borrow the latest version after being told it was the best movie ever. And I turned it off after 12 minutes. I never turn off movies -- I even watched all of "Rollerball" despite it's horribleness. But I turned off that movie. Awful.
Jade Stellmon, I rebuke you! I REBUKE YOU! I cast out the devils in your heart that keep you from seeing the light--the light that is the Firth. In the beginning, there was BBC P&P and the P&P was good. The first vid is all intros anyway. Skip to VHS 4! SKIP TO VHS 4!!
Valerie, you are always welcome here, especially when you say it just like how you said it.
Lauren, just because I love your face and your baby's face and because the bonds of sister missionary are thicker than water do I forgive you. Find the longer version and repent! It's never too late!
Oh wait, Jade, Jade, correction, correction. I didn't realize you were still ignorant to the BBC version. I thought you turned THAT one off in the first 15 min. But if you were referring to the Knightley version, then I take back all my rebukes.
I'm sucking back the rebukes like Kirby from Nintendo *vacuum noises*
I think we probably had three copies of BBC P&P in Colonial 207.
I love you. Not as much as I love the Firth, but you clearly understand THAT. :)
I thaw Colin Firth. And I would kith him firth, too.
Though I wholeheartedly agree about the wisdom of Judi Dench for the part of Lady Catherine De Bourgh in the new and inferior version. (Sidenote: I thought Dame Dench should play the part of Dolores Umbridge in Order of the Phoenix, but I was not consulted. Whatshername was okay. It's weird that I have opinions about the HP movies, because I have only seen each once--the books being wholly superior).
But the thing I like about Jane Austen movies is that they are some of the only instances where the movies are JUST AS GOOD AS the books. They translate so well to screen, especially when MY (back off, Gillz!) Colin is participating.
Jade: Keehee--astute observation about the prevalence of the BBC version among a certain [set].
Dame Judi Dench gives me nightmares, even in her soft roles. Oh man, just thinking about her eyes on Chocolat gives me heebie-jeebies.
Forget Dolores Umbridge, I wanted Judi Dench to play Emperor Palpatine in the new Star Wars disasters. Instead, all the Star Wars just sucked big time. Dench probably saw that one coming and refused the part. (I'd put her in as Lord Voldemort, but Ralph Fiennes is such a fine, fine man. Then again, I, too, have only seen each movie one time.)
Colin Firth is way hotter--no contest. I'm very glad that you got the damp, tousled version of Mr. Darcy. That's my favorite!
Trevor, Trevor, Trevor . . . When Darcy (not Colin Firth the Smurthe) walks across the moors at the end when the sun is coming up? That is a real man walking. Side to side, sex (this word will draw all the smuckers to Em's blog. Ha) sex, sexy. I love that walk. The whole movie (and green smoky sultry set) is worth the whole new version. Not to take away from and the five hour group. I love them too.
Sharon, you can say sex all you want on my blog now that I've got this wicked word verification thing. I can say prostitute, escort, hooker, whore, fornicate, adultery, all kinds of things now. They can't touch me. I can even say touch me and they can't touch me. Sexy word verification. Sexy Firth.
Oh my gosh, Sister Gilliland, I like totally can't believe you flunked me! I'm, like, so mad! Just because I don't like 1970s men to come out of the lake all wet in a white blouse, you, like, flunk me. Ugh!
Trevor: I approve of your sultry attempts to rack up blog hits. Sex sells. I wonder if I can work it into my book blog...
And Sharon, I wrote an indepth response to your comment, but realized I don't want to get into a conversation about sexy men.
This makes me happy... and Collin Firth makes me WAY happy... 6 hour versions make me happy... and Jane Austin period... well, she makes me happy.
Gillz!!! How the crap are you?! Oh man, I was looking through old school mission pictures and found some of the old Kanazawa district at the scary abandoned theme park! I should post them up on facebook or something.
p.s.
I dig your blog!
Gillz. I hope you are alive. And well. Or at least okay. I miss you, my friend.
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