So yesterday I re-watched the 2011 adaptation of Jane Eyre, and I think it was the first time I’ve cried while watching one of the adaptations of this story. I’m usually touched by the story and my heart beats when Jane Eyre and Mr. Rochester confess their love for the first time, but this time for some reasons I was overwhelmed by it. And then there was the scene she leaves him. It broke my heart.
I have been a fan for the story of Jane Eyre ever since I was 13 years old. I remember I’ve read it simplified because that was the only copy I could find in the library at school, and I found difficulties with the English language back then because I’m not native. I remember I saw the 1996 adaptation at that time too. Back then I was young and I didn’t fully comprehend the essence of romance. But I have loved that story.
There is something about Jane Eyre that we, girls, teenagers and grownups admire about her. She’s strong independent and inexperienced. We love her.
Surly Mr. Rochester is another literary hero we admire and fall in love with. He’s character is by no means simple and ordinary. He’s got these complexions and this air to drive us insane like he drove Jane insane in the story. when I watched Micheal Fassbender being Rochester, he was exactly as we imagined, a stranger at the beginning, cold and mysterious, and then he grows to be a charming and loving … exactly the way Jane sees him.
Aside from Fassbender, I have always loved Timothy Dalton as Mr. Rochester, he was perfect.
There is this new series on Youtube in Vlog style (like The Lizzie Bennet’s Diaries) that is another modern adaptation of Jane Eyre. It’s called the Autobiography of Jane Eyre. A link here for the Vlog on youtube. I must confess I watch it, even though for some reasons I don’t think it’s as good.