Pride & Prejudice: Celluloid Picspam
My Pride & Prejudice marathon (the 1995 miniseries + the 2005 movie) has resulted in this post in which I lay images of the two side-by-side. I... couldn't help myself. *shame*
BBC SERIESFILM
Say hello the Bennett sisters. Five of them in all.
Here are the eldest two: Jane Benett (the blonde one) and Elizabeth Benett (the not-blonde one).
THE BALL WHERE THE PRINCIPALS MEET
This is Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley.
Mr. Bingley: *is nice*
Mr. Darcy: *is anti-social*
Elizabeth: *is pretty*
Mr. Darcy: Humina humina! *but is still anti-social*
Introductions are made.
Mr. Bingley: So nice to meet you! Jane, let's dance!
Mrs. Bennett: How about you, Mr. Darcy? Why don't you dance with Lizzie?
Mr. Darcy: I don't dance.
Elizabeth: Dance?
Mr. Darcy: No.
Elizabeth: ...
Mr. Bingley: This party is awesome! Jane Bennett is so awesome! Whee!
Mr. Darcy: Okay whatever.
Mr. Bingley: What about Elizabeth Bennett?
Mr. Darcy: Fugly.
Elizabeth: OH NO YOU DINT.
Elizabeth: *encounters Mr. Darcy again*
Mr. Darcy: Err, wanna dance?
Mr. Darcy: Err, what'd you rec for people to get to know each other?
Elizabeth: No, kthnxbye.
Elizabeth: Dancing. Even if the other person is fugly.
Mr. Darcy: *is pwned*
Bingley's sister: Are you as bored with this stupid party as I am?
Mr. Darcy: Not really.
Mr. Darcy: *is smitten*
THE PART WHERE JANE BENNETT FALLS ILL AND HAS TO STAY OVER AT MR. BINGLEY'S HOUSE
Elizabeth: *arrives*
Mr. Darcy: OMG, Ms Bennett!
Elizabeth: Wassap?
Elizabeth: Weirdo.
Mr. Darcy: She walked the whole way SHE IS SO COOL OMG.
Jane: *is sick*
Elizabeth: Argh, now I've got to mingle with those morons downstairs, your Bingley not included.
Mr. Darcy: *is interrupted*
Elizabeth: ICK. *flees*
Mr. Darcy's cuestick: *is subliminal*
Bingley's sister: Bla bla crap-about-accomplished-women.
Elizabeth: (thinks) Whoa, Ms. Bingley is so full of crap.
Mr. Darcy: Whatchuthink?
Elizabeth: I think you're a bit of a moron.
Ms. Bingley: Walk with me around the room, Lizzy.
Elizabeth: ... If it makes you happy.
Ms. Bingley: *tries to flirt with Mr. Darcy* Join us?
Mr. Darcy: I'd rather sit here and watch you walk.
Bingley's sister: *titters*
Elizabeth: You really are a moron, aren't you? Oh, well.
Mr. Darcy: (thinks) Hot damn, she's fine.
Scene: *is gratuitous*
Elizabeth: *plays with doggy*
Mr. Darcy: *is a voyeur romantically-obsessed fellow*
Mr. Darcy: Farewell, Ms Elizabeth.
Elizabeth: Ya ok, whuteva.
Elizabeth: What the-?
Hands: *touchies*
Mr. Darcy: What?
Elizabeth: WTF?
Mr. Darcy: OMG I'M NEVER GOING TO WASH MY HAND AGAIN.
NEXT UP: PART 2
BBC SERIESFILM
Say hello the Bennett sisters. Five of them in all.
Here are the eldest two: Jane Benett (the blonde one) and Elizabeth Benett (the not-blonde one).
THE BALL WHERE THE PRINCIPALS MEET
This is Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley.
Mr. Bingley: *is nice*
Mr. Darcy: *is anti-social*
Elizabeth: *is pretty*
Mr. Darcy: Humina humina! *but is still anti-social*
Introductions are made.
Mr. Bingley: So nice to meet you! Jane, let's dance!
Mrs. Bennett: How about you, Mr. Darcy? Why don't you dance with Lizzie?
Mr. Darcy: I don't dance.
Elizabeth: Dance?
Mr. Darcy: No.
Elizabeth: ...
Mr. Bingley: This party is awesome! Jane Bennett is so awesome! Whee!
Mr. Darcy: Okay whatever.
Mr. Bingley: What about Elizabeth Bennett?
Mr. Darcy: Fugly.
Elizabeth: OH NO YOU DINT.
Elizabeth: *encounters Mr. Darcy again*
Mr. Darcy: Err, wanna dance?
Mr. Darcy: Err, what'd you rec for people to get to know each other?
Elizabeth: No, kthnxbye.
Elizabeth: Dancing. Even if the other person is fugly.
Mr. Darcy: *is pwned*
Bingley's sister: Are you as bored with this stupid party as I am?
Mr. Darcy: Not really.
Mr. Darcy: *is smitten*
THE PART WHERE JANE BENNETT FALLS ILL AND HAS TO STAY OVER AT MR. BINGLEY'S HOUSE
Elizabeth: *arrives*
Mr. Darcy: OMG, Ms Bennett!
Elizabeth: Wassap?
Elizabeth: Weirdo.
Mr. Darcy: She walked the whole way SHE IS SO COOL OMG.
Jane: *is sick*
Elizabeth: Argh, now I've got to mingle with those morons downstairs, your Bingley not included.
Mr. Darcy: *is interrupted*
Elizabeth: ICK. *flees*
Mr. Darcy's cuestick: *is subliminal*
Bingley's sister: Bla bla crap-about-accomplished-women.
Elizabeth: (thinks) Whoa, Ms. Bingley is so full of crap.
Mr. Darcy: Whatchuthink?
Elizabeth: I think you're a bit of a moron.
Ms. Bingley: Walk with me around the room, Lizzy.
Elizabeth: ... If it makes you happy.
Ms. Bingley: *tries to flirt with Mr. Darcy* Join us?
Mr. Darcy: I'd rather sit here and watch you walk.
Bingley's sister: *titters*
Elizabeth: You really are a moron, aren't you? Oh, well.
Mr. Darcy: (thinks) Hot damn, she's fine.
Scene: *is gratuitous*
Elizabeth: *plays with doggy*
Mr. Darcy: *is a voyeur romantically-obsessed fellow*
Mr. Darcy: Farewell, Ms Elizabeth.
Elizabeth: Ya ok, whuteva.
Elizabeth: What the-?
Hands: *touchies*
Mr. Darcy: What?
Elizabeth: WTF?
Mr. Darcy: OMG I'M NEVER GOING TO WASH MY HAND AGAIN.
NEXT UP: PART 2