Full disclosure: I read about 2/3 of Jane Eyre in college. While I know the basic story, I am by no means an expert on the book, its historical context, its author, etc. So I can't really compare the Bronte novel to this particular film adaptation.
Taken as is, the 2011 film adaptation of Jane Eyre is scenic, well-acted, and slow-moving. It is a quintessential "adult" movie--not in the X-rated sense, but in the sense that you need to have patience and intelligence to unpack this film. Jane Eyre is dense and internal. People tend to think of it as a straightforward love story between Jane, the "poor, obscure, plain, and little" governess and Mr. Rochester, her gruff and tormented employer; but in actuality, Jane Eyre is more about self-actualization and self-respect than anything else. The love story is second to the story of a young girl developing moral character and an older man finding grace in humility. But humility and moral character don't exactly make for an exciting story.

Michael Fassbender (Inglourious Basterds, Fish Tank) plays Rochester--and although he is definitely younger and more handsome than previous incarnations, he captures the tormented, angry man who sees in Jane a way out of his self-inflicted emotional hell. He is initially wry and sarcastic toward Jane--not cruel, but not kind. Later, he is passionately devoted to her, but he screws it up by concealing a major, major part of his life from her--a secret revealed at the worst possible moment. Only at the end of the film, when he has lost nearly everything, is he finally worthy of Jane's love. Fassbender captures the pride, passion, and inner turmoil of this fascinating character.

3.5 out of 5 stars
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