Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Forget Edward Cullen

Yesterday, I spent 6 hours watching Masterpiece Theatre's 2006 extremely ... well... masterful production of Jane Eyre. Today, a full 24 hours later, I am still sighing over Edward Rochester. Specifically, I am still sighing over the wonderful Toby Stephen's adaptation of Edward Rochester. He is the perfect dark, brooding, intelligent hero that the starry-eyed girl in all of us wants to redeem. And what can possibly be better than a saga in which true love triupmhs in the end?

Forget Edward Cullen, I want Edward Rochester.


  1. Edward Cullen is just a boy... give me a man like Toby any day!

  2. I think the perfect man for you is a possibly older gentleman, trained in mathematics and the computer sciences, with some modest acting abilities far outstripped by his aspirations.