His hair, Louisa!

A different sort of review of Pride and Prejudice from last year's Age.

Dark-eyed Miss Bennet surely knows the laws of sexual attraction state that when you enter the territory of the sidey, there's no will in the world that can withstand the smouldering temptation of taciturn facial decor that admits to the fault of temper. Cheekbone warmers creeping seductively down from the earlobes have been a symbol of majesty, mystery and power - and an invitation to skip dessert, dash the dishes and fling back the doona - since time immemorial. And that Mr Darcy's burnage? Well, Lord save us, we're talking James Brown crossed with a young Elvis, a hint of Thomas Jefferson and a smidgin of King George IV.