“You have to know what the rules are, you have to know the etiquette in order to rebel from it. She puts her elbow on the table, she slumps, she laughs without covering her mouth. It’s fun to know when your breaking the rules and when you’re not”.
“Macfadyen’s Darcy is wounded, boyish, broken. Stiff with inhibition, his face misshapen, his eyes eerie distant chips of light blue, he is magnificent. His sexuality is far more understated than Firth’s, but no less powerful.”