Pride and Prejudice

Last Sunday night we watched the 2005 version of Pride and Prejudice.
I still remain convinced: the 1995 version is the best on film. And the 1813 novel is the best anywhere.
The book Pride and Prejudice is one of the most popular romance novels ever published-it is still in print 200 years after it was first published. It is also a witty and hilarious commentary on human nature. I absolutely love the difference in the English they spoke then and the English we speak now; even their insults are very sophisticated and polite!
The Bennets are a family of five girls, whose estate is to be inherited by a distant cousin when their father dies. None of them has any money of their own, so they have to marry rich men who don't mind the fact that their wives are penniless. Which is easier said than done. (This was in the days when it was scandalous for respectable young women to go out and earn their own living. And no rich man wanted to marry a woman with no means of increasing their personal fortune. Moral of the story, rich women attract men-just kidding! That's not the moral.)
No, I am not going to tell you what happens. Go wade through the 19th century English of the novel if you want to know. OR, if you are a spoilsport, go watch the 1995 BBC version, which is by far the best. True, I have only watched three of the videos out there-but the 1940's black and white version deviated greatly from the book. And while the 2005 version starring Keira Knightley is watchable, it is rushed and not very accurate to the period and changes some of my favorite scenes-not to mention the couple shots of nude statues and people in paintings. And Matthew Macfadyen just isn't a very attractive Darcy. Colin Firth is much better. And Jennifer Ehle is a much sweeter Elizabeth than Keira Knightley.
I like Jane Austen's writings. Can you tell?