Pride and Prejudice

So I've discovered a new favorite thing about England. Everyone here loves Pride and Prejudice. They have all read the book, even the men. They love their BBC-1991 version, and more than half of the people I work with sat through five hours of it on Sunday in honor of the new version arriving in theatres. Most people I know have also either been to the opening weekend of the new one, too, and if they haven't they've got plans to go. They discuss the nuances of Elizabeth Bennett and Mr. Darcy like they are friends, and even men see why women swoon at the mention of Colin Firth.

It's nice to be in a nation of romantics. Considering their demeanor, who knew?


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