When Andrew is out of town I like to watch girly movies that
he won’t watch. This Saturday, I finally
got to see Jane Eyre, which I have
wanted to see for a long time.
Loyal readers and anyone who knows me realizes how cool I
was in high school. As such, one of my
favorite books was Jane Eyre by
Charlotte Brontë even though it was required reading. I went through a major English lit phase,
loving Jane Austen, Thomas, Hardy, the Brontës… sorry I just realized that even
admitting this here on a poorly led blog is probably detrimental to my current
social life. (aka Taco Night at the
Garrett’s)
So, back to movies! I
liked Jane Eyre because it reminded
me of a book I loved. I don’t think any
of you would be into it. It’s fairly
slow, long and has the occasional subtitle.
There are no explosions, swear words, nude scenes or shopping
montages. Hey, I know my audience.
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