Wednesday

A Tale of Two Darcys

...in which two memorable portrayals of Jane Austen's quintessential hero, Pride & Prejudice’s Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy, are weighed against each other.

1995
PG
5 hours and 27 minutes
BBC
Directed by Simon Langton
Screenplay by Andrew Davies




vs. 


2005
PG
2 hours and 9 minutes
Focus Features
Directed by Joe Wright
Screenplay by Deborah Moggach and Emma Thompson


Sparks fly when spirited Elizabeth Bennet meets single, rich, and proud Mr. Darcy. But Mr. Darcy reluctantly finds himself falling in love with a woman beneath his class. Can each overcome their own pride and prejudice? [IMDB]

On this issue, I am not torn -- though I'm certain I am in the minority of opinion. OK, here goes: Jumping without a net. *deep breath* The Darcy I love best of all Darcys is Matthew Macfadyen's Darcy...not Colin Firth's. (Don't get your petticoats in a twist just yet, I have some compelling reasons to plead my case.)

While 1995's Pride & Prejudice miniseries comes complete with six lengthy episodes to tell the beloved tale, the 2005 full-length feature film adaptation has just over two hours. Naturally, it goes without saying, this affords the miniseries a much greater opportunity to tell the story in detail. This doesn’t automatically make the miniseries better than the film; it does, however, make for an unbalanced comparison. So, for the purposes of this post, I’ll be sticking to each of the Darcy performances without running off on too many tangents, which--if you knew me--is no small feat. 

When the 1995 miniseries premiered, it had many a Janeite reaching for her smelling salts. Literary ladies far and wide were positively swooning over Colin Firth’s portrayal of Fitzwilliam Darcy. The series launched his career into the stratosphere, inspired a bombardment of fanfic (obscure and noteworthy alike), a resurgence of the Jane Austen fandom, and saw Firth resume his role of sorts in the inspired-by-P&P book-to-film Bridget Jones’ Diary (and its subsequent sequels). No matter what Firth does for the rest of his life, his name will always be mentioned in conjunction with that now iconic dip he took in Pemberley’s pond. 

Colin Firth Pride and Prejudice still from BBC
Mr. Darcy post dip in Permberley's pond. Photo: BBC. 
Humor me, while I veer a little off course to discuss that famous scene. Austen devotees, of course, know Darcy’s venture into skinny dipping wasn’t in the original work. For those of you who are fans of the miniseries, but haven’t yet read the book, that scene was completely invented by screenwriter Andrew Davies who has gone on to inject many unnecessary and overt sexed-up scenes into his adaptations of Jane Austen’s works. For reference, I point you to his imagining of the sexual encounter between Willoughby and Col. Brandon’s ward in the 2008 miniseries adaptation of Sense & Sensibility; and the rather scandalous depictions of sexual activity in the multi-series Sanditon, which is loosely based on Austen’s unfinished novel. I say loosely because only 12 chapters of Sanditon were written before her untimely death in 1817. I still have not been able to get through Davies' series out of respect for Dear Jane. (I shudder to think what will happen if he gets his hands on The Watsons.)

Davies seems rather determined to sex up most of his costume dramas wherein only passing allusions were made in the source material from which he bases his screenplays. Like Jane, I’m not opposed to depictions of sexual activity. On the contrary, the 2023 adaptation of Lady Chatterley’s Lover, for instance, was extremely explicit; it was also a beautiful work of art. As for Austen, well, she was no prude to be sure; she enjoyed Clarissa and Tom Jones as much as the next gal. I do, however, take umbrage when sex is thrown in where it doesn’t belong to suit the tastes of modern audiences. I believe loyalty should favor the author’s original vision and not present-day preferences.

Now whose petticoat is in a twist? Getting back on track… It wouldn’t be out of left field to describe Firth’s Darcy as a stiff, staid, and stoic portrayal almost entirely throughout. He plays this role with a rather firm hand over the six episodes. It’s not until the scene in which Elizabeth receives news about her youngest sister Lydia’s impending elopement that we see Firth relax his vice-like grip on stoicism and display overt regard for the object of his affection. At times, he seems entirely devoid of human emotion, almost robotic. I suspect that was a purposeful interpretation, a means to justly convey what would today be termed as social anxiety. It’s not to say there isn’t fodder for this interpretation in the source material–Darcy is all of those things, but there’s more to him if we look a bit deeper.

Darcy is oft-accused of being stuffy, snobby, and aloof; I give the sentiments he expresses in his first proposal of marriage as evidence to please the court. However, there’s more evidence to prove the opposite. Darcy is actually a painfully shy, caring, and principled man. These qualities are revealed in the passing details we get from reliable witnesses who observe Darcy’s behavior firsthand in settings where he's more comfortable to let down his guard. Take for example the protective care and concern for his sister, the generous and attentive regard he has for his tenants, his brotherly devotion to Bingley (however misguided and poorly managed his attempts to save him from a mismatch were), and, not least of all, the role he played in making sure Lydia’s reputation wouldn't be irreparably damaged by hers and Wickham's rash cohabitation. 

Throughout the book, Austen drops numerous hints that Darcy is in love with Elizabeth long before she becomes aware of her own feelings. This is true of the film adaptations as well. However, I do think that these hints were emphasized with a bit more finesse in the 2005 screenplay, which is what may have induced Macfadyen to play Darcy a bit softer, somewhat forlorn, and certainly more sympathetic. Macfadyen’s portrayal gives us a suffering Darcy–not simply due to his unrequited love, but because he feels trapped by his inability to emote the way others do. This comes through on an emotional and physical level in the post-dinner scene at Rosings when he confesses to Elizabeth that “I do not have the talent of conversing easily with people I have never met before.”

Mr Darcy Matthew Macfadyen and Elizabeth Bennet Keira Knightley
Darcy confesses his insecurities to Elizabeth. Photo: Focus Features
Now, as for invented scenes, the 2005 film is guilty as well. One of the earliest moments we see Darcy’s growing affection for Elizabeth is just after the Netherfield ball as he takes her hand to help her into the carriage. This is subtle, and respectfully done, albeit entirely absent from the source material. We must remember that this was a time period of strict social etiquette; men and women weren’t permitted to touch one another except on the dancefloor. (Why do you think Dear Jane was so keen to attend every ball she could?) As far as what Austen would have thought of this scene…well, I like to think she would have approved. 

(Fun Fact: Macfadyen’s now famous and beloved “hand-flex” scene wasn’t actually in the script. It was improvised during production. Isn’t it lovely when movie magic happens?) 

Small as it is, what this scene does is illustrate visually what Austen was implying about the internal conflict Darcy has regarding his shortcomings and the pressures on him to make a desirable match. He’s at odds with himself to fulfill his societal and familial duty while wanting to break free from his constraints (his own and those imposed upon him). 

Before I sum up, let’s take a moment to compare the second proposal scenes in each adaptation. The 1995 version is a very literal representation of the book; ordinarily, I am in favor of remaining as true to the author's vision as possible. But, when changes are made for cinematic purposes and done so with great respect for the original work, diversions can be forgiven. In the miniseries, Darcy proposes to Elizabeth a second time with absolutely no fuss. Austen likely penned the second proposal as a quiet affair because the first one was so painfully dramatic and awkward. Furthermore, by this time in the narrative, Darcy and Elizabeth know way more about one another and their love is mutual. Not to mention, they’re the only two in possession of their happy secret. (That is except for Lady Catherine, who was very clearly on to something.) Firth and Ehle happen into engagement on their walk toward Mereton easily and effortlessly, as if nothing especially important happened that day.

Darcy Firth Elizabeth Ehle Second Proposal PP
Darcy and Elizabeth give love a second chance. Photo: BBC
The 2005 version had other plans for moviegoers. Without the creative license taken by director Joe Wright and his team, we’d have been robbed of the crescendo that is Macfadyen’s Darcy striding through the field near Longbourn at dawn set to that absolutely glorious score by Dario Marianelli.  When he reaches his destination and stands in front of Elizabeth in the chill morning air with the sun rising behind them, he delivers the lines with such gentle, besotted regard you can feel the love flowing like a wave within him. The scene is an absolute treasure; pause it and any frame is suitable for hanging in a gallery. It makes the ideal setting for a Darcy that is romance personified. For all these reasons, and more, this Darcy holds a special place in my nerdy bookish heart. 

Darcy determinedly makes his way to declare his love to Elizabeth. Photo: Focus Features

So, do you agree? Or, do you disagree vehemently and think I’ve lost the plot? Maybe you could go either way? Let me know in the comments section which Darcy you favor and why.  




Monday

Jane Eyre: The Last Best Adaptations (2006 & 2011) and a Plea for the Future

For the purposes of this article, I won’t be diving into the early film or TV adaptations. (Yes, this omits the much-beloved 1943 classic starring Orson Welles and Joan Fontaine. Haters gonna hate.) There have been dozens of filmed adaptations made over the last 100 or so years, but the focus of this post is to demonstrate how we haven’t seen a quality feature-length film in 13 years or a first-rate TV movie/miniseries in at least 18 years. Case in point:

Most recent feature-length film adaptations of “Jane Eyre’: 

  • 1996: Charlotte Gainsbourg and William Hurt
  • 2011: Mia Wasikowska and Michael Fassbender

Most recent miniseries or TV movie adaptations of “Jane Eyre”:

  • 1983: Zelah Clarke and Timothy Dalton (miniseries)
  • 1997: Samantha Morton and Ciaran Hinds (movie)
  • 2006: Ruth Wilson and Toby Stephens (miniseries)

Most recent stage adaptation of “Jane Eyre”:

  • 2015: National Theatre Live (UK); Madeleine Worrall and Felix Hayes

The last best feature-length, widely distributed film adaptation and made-for-TV miniseries, in my humble and honest opinion, are: 

Jane Eyre
2011
PG-13
2 hours
Focus Features
Directed by Cary Joji Fukunaga
Starring: Mia Wasikowska and Michael Fassbender





Jane Eyre
2006
PG
3 hours and 50 minutes
BBC
Directed by Susanna White
Starring: Ruth Wilson and Toby Stephens






 

A young governess falls in love with her brooding and complex master. However, his dark past may destroy their relationship forever. [IMDB]

Of the recent adaptations of Charlotte Bronte’s groundbreaking novel, “Jane Eyre,” I’m partial to the 2011 feature-length film and the 2006 miniseries. Both versions take some liberty with the source material, but this is forgivable given the translation from book-to-screen and there is nothing too flagrant in disregard for Bronte’s vision to be worked up over. So, if you haven’t seen these versions, you can relax and enjoy. Production-wise, each of these adaptations looks perfect–from location choices, set dressing, costume, hair and makeup–it all works. The actors in the lead roles are well cast and extremely adept at portraying these extremely complex characters. 

Of the two versions, the on-screen chemistry between Jane and Rochester is best portrayed by Ruth Wilson and Toby Stephens. Theirs is a deeply romantic and tactile representation of our ill-fated couple. I remember watching this miniseries and balking at the overt level of intimacy, finding it (at first) a bit over-the-top. It had been some time since I’d re-read “Jane Eyre,” so I pulled out my Bantam Classics edition and, much to my delight, found an awful lot of kissing for a couple of repressed Georgians. What I enjoy about Wilson’s and Stephens’ chemistry is that we get to see at length how much fire there is between this man and woman–a palpable desire and attraction that breathes some life into their very bleak collective existence. (It is, of course, short-lived. It wouldn’t be a Bronte novel if there wasn’t tremendous suffering to be endured.) The only time we really get that level of physical intimacy between Wasikowska and Fassbender is their all-to-brief tryst after getting caught in the rain immediately following the unexpected proposal. It’s one of few scenes where we get to enjoy their representation of Jane and Rochester as a couple before everything goes tits up, for want of a better phrase. 

Each of the Janes are well cast and handle their responsibility to portray this much-beloved icon of early feminism with aplomb–which is no small feat. Both deliver with the precise amounts of certitude, forthrightness, gumption, self-respect, personal duty, and misery beheld by our cherished heroine. Of the two performances, I admit to preferring Wilson’s just a shade more. Wilson is consistently good in any role and she delivers Jane’s best lines with a passionate yet staid decorum. 

As for the Rochesters, well…honestly, we do have ourselves an embarrassment of riches here. Both Stephens and Fassbender are intense actors who aren’t afraid to take on dark, morally gray characters and play them with the requisite rawness they require. Stephens’ portrayal is a bit softer and more dramatic than Fassbender; his is a Rochester we’re not terribly used to seeing–one who's more comfortable with revealing his emotions. Fassbender’s portrayal leans toward the more intense, aloof, deeply traumatized, and rage-filled Rochester we recognize from the original work. His delivery of “I could bend you with my finger and my thumb. A mere reed you feel in my hands. But whatever I do with this cage, I cannot get at you, and it is your soul that I want” will leave you equal parts disturbed and broken-hearted.

Both of these adaptations are wonderfully and lovingly appointed. I think it’s clear from watching them that the directors felt the weight of their responsibility to produce films of quality, and with great respect for the author’s work. Naturally, much of that credit goes to the screenwriters (Sandy Welch for the 2006 miniseries and Moira Buffini for the 2011 feature-length movie), whose jobs were no small task. No pressure at all to craft a well-organized adaptation of one of the best-known books in English literature and have the resulting iteration be compared against dozens of adaptations that came before without being labeled derivative. Luckily for them, they more than very much pass muster. 

All of this said and done, it’s been over a decade since we’ve seen an adaptation of “Jane Eyre” on the big or small screen. I wholeheartedly and passionately believe it’s time to revisit Bronte country and let a new crop of filmmakers and actors try their luck.

If I had my shot at dream casting, it would look like this: 


Jane Eyre: Emma Watson

Mr. Rochester: Ben Barnes

Mrs. Fairfax: Julie Walters

St. John Rivers: Max Irons

Blanche Ingram: Lily Cole

Bertha Rochester nee Mason: Eva Green

 

Who would you like to see in the next big screen adaptation of Charlotte Bronte’s “Jane Eyre”? Tell us in the comments section. 

 

LEND YOUR VOICE: Consider lending your signature to this online petition to cast Ben Barnes in two Brontë classics. 

Petition: Cast Ben Barnes in these Brontë Classics Now!

It’s been a while since we’ve had new adaptations of “Jane Eyre” by Charlotte Brontë and “Wuthering Heights” by Emily Brontë. 

I speak for many when I say there is no better actor to portray the male lead in each of these neo-Gothic classics than Ben Barnes (Shadow & Bone, The Punisher, Westworld, The Picture of Dorian Gray, etc.)

One of Barnes’ most recent roles in the Netflix adaptation of Leigh Bardugo’s Shadow & Bone fantasy series showcases his innate ability to tackle complicated, morally gray characters in a period setting. 

Imagine Barnes delivering memorable and moving lines such as:

“I have a strange feeling with regard to you. As if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly knotted to a similar string in you. And if you were to leave I'm afraid that cord of communion would snap. And I have a notion that I'd take to bleeding inwardly. As for you, you'd forget me.” (Mr. Rochester, “Jane Eyre”)

"Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living. You said I killed you--haunt me then. The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe--I know that ghosts have wandered the earth. Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad. Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! It is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!” (Heathcliff, “Wuthering Heights”) 

On behalf of the millions of devotees of the Brontë sisters’ works, English literature, cinema, and Barnes’ acting prowess, I appeal to filmmakers to give moviegoers the adaptations they want and deserve to see. 

To sign the petition, please visit: Cast Ben Barnes in these Brontë Classics Now!


Wuthering Heights: The Last Best Adaptation (1992) and a Plea for the Future

For the purposes of this article, and I know I’ll catch some heat on the subject, I won’t be delving into the early film or TV adaptations. (Yes, this omits the famous 1939 Laurence Olivier and Merle Oberon classic). There have been dozens of filmed adaptations over the last century, but the crux of this piece is to demonstrate how we haven’t seen a feature-length film in over 30 years or a first-rate TV movie/miniseries in at least 15 years. Case in point: 

The latest feature-length film adaptations are all indies with mostly unknown actors: 

2022 Interwoven Studios
2018 Blue Mill Studios, et al. 
2011 Film4 

The latest TV adaptations (series or movie) are: 

2020: Bookstreamz (streamer miniseries)
2009: Starring Tom Hardy and Charlotte Riley (miniseries)

The last best feature-length, widely distributed film adaptation, in my humble and honest opinion, is: 

Wuthering Heights
1992
Rated PG
1 hour 45 minutes.
Paramount Pictures
Starting Juliette Binoche, Ralph Fiennes, Janet McTeer
Directed by Peter Kosminsky

A man becomes obsessed with vengeance when his soul mate marries another man. [IMDB]




This moody, haunting, gritty adaptation gets way more right than it does wrong. For so many reasons, it rises to the top of a very long list for me. (For an amusing personal anecdote, scroll to the postscript.)

Let’s begin with casting. Juliette Binoche as Catherine Linton nee Earnshaw not only looks as one imagines Bronte’s Cathy, but she is a powerhouse of raw emotion and narcissistic disregard. Her pivotal scene (“I am Heathcliff”) opposite Janet McTeer’s Nelly will leave you shaken and weeping. 

Ralph Fiennes as Heathcliff Earnshaw is absolutely transcendent. He possesses both the brutality of Heathcliff and the brutalized boy who lives within. He is every bit believable as all Heathcliffs (the misunderstood and abused young man, the forsaken lover, the revengeful if successful businessman, and the haunted old man who can only know happiness in death). 

Have a full box of tissues within arm’s reach for Cathy’s sickbed scene and when Heathcliff visits her coffin (a scene not penned by Brontë but I believe wholeheartedly she would have approved). It’s been over 30 years and I still haven’t recovered from the deep scars those scenes left on my heart. 

This film was shot, rightfully so, in Brontë country: Yorkshire, England (specifically, these locations). Other adaptations have filmed on location here as well, but many of them weren’t able to capture the haunting and desolate bleakness of Emily Brontë’s landscape. This adaptation perfectly represents all the glorious Gothic overtones through its lighting choices, color palette, and shooting angles. Its derelict staging and dilapidated settings; gnarled, leafless, wind-wrecked trees; and rocky, heather-splashed outcroppings make the perfect playground for Cathy and Heathcliff’s woe-begotten tale of dysfunctional love and devotion. 

With all of this said and done, it must be emphasized that it has been 32 very long years since a faithful, artful, and capable adaptation has been produced. I, for one, would love to see a worthy, well-funded version of this classic be stewarded through the green lighting process with careful attention to every facet of production and a strict loyalty to source material.

If I had my shot at dream casting, it would look like this: 

Heathcliff: Ben Barnes

Catherine: Claire Foy 

Nelly: Helen Mirren 

Edgar: Theo James

 

Who would you like to see in the next big screen adaptation of Emily Bronte’s Wuthering Heights? Tell us in the comments section. 

LEND YOUR VOICE: Consider lending your signature to this online petition to cast Ben Barnes in two Brontë classics. 

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P.S. I first read Wuthering Heights on a plane returning from an overseas study program in London at the start of my sophomore year of college. Coincidentally, this happened to be in 1992 (God, I'm old), the very same year the Binoche/Fiennes remake premiered. I remember navigating London streets and the underground, where on almost every occasion I encountered the stunning movie poster. I'm certain that's why I picked up a Wordsworth Classics edition of Emily Bronte's celebrated novel to read on the flight home. (Incidentally, it was the last flight I enjoyed.) I still own that copy, 32 years later, and cherish its well-worn, dog-eared pages scribbled with my study notes from a Gothic Fiction class I took way back when. It's no wonder my partiality to the 1992 film adaptation runs so deep.