Film

Jane Eyre

Name: Jane Eyre
Genre: Drama, Romance
Released: 2011
Cast: Mia Wasikowska, Michael Fassbender, Jamie Bell, Sally Hawkins, Simon McBurney

Cary Fukunaga strips Brontë's novel down to slow-burn gothic suspense — fog, candlelight, and repressed longing rather than swoon. Wasikowska plays Jane as quietly ferocious, Fassbender broods without swagger, and the film trusts silence and shadow over speeches. It's for people who want dread and restraint in their period romance, not sweep.

TMDb rating

7.2

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