Jane Eyre - Total Uggo

So it's been a week of not-fun bullshit. The least lame of the lame bits being sitting through the BBC adaptation of Jane Eyre. Oh wow is it dire. Not awful-awful, but pretty bad.
Problem number one being that Jane Eyre is a total frog-faced uggo:



Problem number two being that it's total melodrama/fairy tale nonsense. Just because the book is the prototype for the romantic novel as we know it doesn't mean that you have to play it like a pulp novel. The guy who plays Rochester's pretty alright, but the script doesn't do his portrayal justice. Instead of drawing out the themes in the book it just telegraphs them to us through stilted expository dialogue:
"Has anyone seen my book, 'The Beast Within?'" "You don't really believe a man could be serene on the outside while hiding a dark secret, do you?"
Gag.

But there's hope: a new movie adaptation (adaptation #1000, I believe) is on the horizon with Ellen Page as the titular character. Ellen Page - good actress, not an uggo.