"Am I hideous, Jane?” / “Very, sir: you always were, you know.”

I was SUPPOSED to see the broadcast of Frankenstein today, but a CERTAIN NAMELESS SOMEONE (whose NAME rhymes with SCHMIRSTIN) OVERSLEPT, EVEN THOUGH IT WAS AFTER NOON, and we ended up being late. So we saw Jane Eyre instead.

( My layabout sister said it best: it's a good movie and a decent adaptation. )

It wasn't my version of Jane Eyre, but it was a respectable showing nevertheless.