It's a love story.

Rating: 10/10 (11 March 2006)

When I found out my sister rented it, I said, "they should never have tried to do it again, because however much I like the movie -- and I doubt that I will -- Mr. Darcy will always be, and can never be anybody but, Colin Firth." I was wrong.
Jane Austen's beautiful piece of literature was a social commentary spun with cynicism and wit, style and confidence, and just a little humility BUT, and here is where I interject: the book was written by about love and Jane decided, against all cynicism and tongue-in-cheek, against all probability, to give it a joyful ending. Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth Bennett get married. And live happily ever after. Happily ever after is why we remember Mr. Darcy; it's why single women whisper to each other, "I am waiting for my Mr. Darcy." As a writer, I maintain that the single most important factor in a story, is the story-telling itself. A good story-teller cannot be ignored and those that told Pride and Prejudice this way, in this movie, told it like they've been telling stories since they were born. Perhaps it lacked some of the humor, but what it skipped in chuckles, it made up for in droves with emotion. It is a perfect love story. It appeased the cynic in me, and the idealist. While a lot of 19th century literature takes a step back in that it relays life with an objectivity comfortable and humorous, it is endearing because we know beneath it lies a well of emotion, of hurt and passion. This movie is that emotion.
I believed Keira Knightley and Matthew Macfadyen. I believed they were in love.