Directed by Cary Fukunaga
Dramatic adaptations of Charlotte Brontë's Jane Eyre tend to go for romantic embroidery and Gothic grandiloquence. But the new movie version, directed by Cary Fukunaga, feels pared down in all respects except the emotional. It has a piercing ferocity.
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