As you may have guessed from my previous two posts, Kyla and I watched Jane Eyre tonight.
I am someone who will openly say that I do not like chick flicks. Well, that's oversimplifying a complicated matter. I like chick flicks just fine. I'll watch them if they're available and I'm in the mood. For the most part though, I would rather watch an action/adventure/comedy, romance comes last. It just isn't my first choice.
This movie. This book, actually. Gets me every time.
Rochester may be a brooding, cynical, dark, handsome thing but he's so dang attractive. It's the overwhelming, sheer love he has for her! She's not pretty, she's not wealthy. He shouldn't have been attracted to her by the days standards! But he loved her so forcefully, so beautifully.
True chick flick crap right there. It's so good. ;)
