Early 19th-Century Romance Leaves 21s-Century Minnesota Man Agog

Rating: 10/10 (21 July 2012)

Note to all and sundry, this is probably the most romantic movie I've ever seen to date (and I'm half past 49). You have your favorite, I have mine. And this is it. From the opening music, cinematography and long, long, long shot of a beautifully drab Lizzy walking home across a field she loves while reading a book she loves (girls just don't do this anymore, do they?), to the clash of pride and prejudice between herself and Mr. Darcy at X and Y and Z along their tortured path through misunderstanding to slow revelation and final love, I'm just am agasp at how happy the movie makes me. How agasp? I'll tell you. I'm SO agasp that even the play of light across Lizzy's face while she's asleep in the carriage on the way to the Peak District, along with the hauntingly beautiful score, are by themselves singularly romantic events.