Ass-Headed Bottom: The previous post is bullshit because this movie actually is better than the book, despite Kate Winslet's clown-wig and the tablecloth Emma Thompson is made to wear to amplify her dowdiness. Is it a chick-flick? Find me the chick who doesn't burst into tears precisely when Emma does, and I will show you a stone-hearted cross-dressing male ogre.
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