Just dragged my sleepy behind from the Arclight Theater in Manhattan Beach where I endured a grueling 120 minutes of Jane Eyre. OK England, I know Bronte is a right of passage for all British actors but seriously.
There was absolutely no chemistry between the two leads (Michael and Mia). I felt like I was watching pedophilia unfold, UNCOMFORTABLE! Argh! So I waited to see who directed this mess and let me just put it this way, "it's like having your sushi made by a Mexican or anyone who is not Japanese."
BBC, you need to know when you are no longer able to top yourself. I see no reason for another Jane Eyre pic after the grand performances by Wilson and Stephens (Jane Eyre 2006). The tally stands at 22 screen adaptations and counting. HESUS! That's like a new version every other week.
And while I'm at it, please let us not attempt another "Pride and Prejudice" adaptation. Unless of course one plans to severely modernize the story e.g. "Pride and Prejudice and Zombies" coming out 2013.