My only quibble is the ending. That was a bit ... impossibly fairy tale for me, especially since the book ends in a perfectly lovely way as it is.

Yeah, I thought so too, and it seemed especially weird since it was a fairly dark portrayal otherwise.

I got they were tying it in to her childhood, but although I think the book did emphasize Jane's sadness at her lack of a family, it wasn't the whole point to me. So that bugged.

Yeah, but... I'm with you. It was kinda like huh? Show me the moment "Reader, I married him." Show me Rochester seeing his kid's eyes! Show me Jane being his eyes and all that. At least they included Adele. But still the guh moment! OK, I'm a little obsessed with that. Cause, guh! But the point was the romance. With a confused emotional jackass, which I now see and which kinda freaks me out as I adored that trope but anyway...

Over at tWop somebody whose seen him in person says that Gonzo also have extremely pretty skin and made her knees all wobbly.

IJS.

Recorded and watching during a down spell. Although I'm having a migraine, and the match is so cool that relaxation is hard.

Very cool match. There's been some great tennis this Open.

Also, they changed the ending? How so?

They only tack something onto the end, brenda. It's a family portrait. But it includes the Rivers sisters, and George the aging manservant, and Mrs. Fairfax. Also, they have two kids, which bugs. As much I like to think Jane would have asked for something like that to be done, really, in that era, not so much.

At least you could be glad when Mercutio gets killed fairly early on.

Oh, and was I ever glad. Prior to this afternoon, I'd never been put in the position of rooting for Tybalt so he'd make Mercutio STFU.

Over at tWop somebody whose seen him in person says that Gonzo also have extremely pretty skin and made her knees all wobbly.

Well, I'm loathe to just take her word for it. This is something I need to verify first hand.

ita, can you meet me in spoilers lite in a moment-- I have a Hustle thing.

I'll be right over.

I'll have to pick up that Jane Eyre DVD when it comes out; it sounds great!

My mom went to nursing school right out of high school, and worked part-time through a horrendous first marriage and birth of my brother, divorce and moving back home with her parents, meeting and marrying my dad, then giving birth to both my sister and me (although she had enforced bed rest for the final three months before I was born). She continued to work evenings while Dad worked during the day. When I was seven, she got a good job offer for a full-time day job as the nurse at a nearby plant. Dad (apparently, she never told us this flat out, but it was definitely implied) went ballistic over the thought of her working full-time, but she took the job anyway. Four years later, after some counseling, they finally separated and divorced a year later. They were ill-fitted, personality-wise, but her independence definitely grated on his more conservative opinions on women. He remarried a few years later to a widow with three kids who didn't go to work (even part-time) until the youngest was 16.