Her Teeth! Good Grief, Her TEETH!

Just watched the proposal scene from the new-er version of Pride and Prejudice. I wish I could have enjoyed that film more, but it was completely ruined by terrible casting decisions. I wish Keira Knightley had been holidaying in Antarctica when the casting director was seeing auditions. I really do. (Almost as much as I wish Alex Kingston, actress who plays 'River Song' would have a big fight with the makers of Doctor Who and leave.) Ugh, just got attacked by a moth. Maybe that moth likes Alex Kingston and Keira Knightley. Stupid moth.
I rather enjoy watching Keira Knightley's Elizabeth get dragged over the coals by Matthew McFayden's Mr Darcy - but I physically laugh every time she does that stupid thing with her mouth when talking... it's so distracting! How can anybody watch that without just staring at her enormous teeth?
I'm particularly annoyed because Elizabeth Bennet is my favourite fictional female character ever. I can't quite say why, but she is one of the only heroines I have ever completely identified with and enjoyed reading about. Just perfectly written, is all. I hope someday I am able to create such a character, but I fear this is a futile dream.
And the film isn't so bad a film. I mean, the lead cast is awful, the pacing sucks and have I mentioned that the lead cast is awful? But it's really quite a lovely film visually - the art direction is glorious and the costumes are divine - apart from a few weird outfits worn by, you guessed it, Miss Knightley. *Internal groan* Why, when given a period whose costume accentuates the chest, would you cast a girl who doesn't have one? Come to think of it, the clothes aren't that bad, they just look terrible on her.

I wish I had that dress. Perhaps only four sizes larger.

I had to leave work early today because of an enormous sinus headache. Have been in bed since 2.30. My head is a bubbling caldron of pain sometimes. Forgive the venom behind this post, dear ones.