Well, apart from swooning inwardly when Brandon caught Marianne and muttered 'Allow me', I'm really quite disappointed.
It just seems anaemic, and for all the sweeping shots of nature, it feels like a bit of an am-dram or student production.
I absolutely hated Willoughby and wanted to chin him through most of it. He's sort of a cross between a snotty little sixth-former and a panto-villain.
Marianne is highly irritating, and instead of rolling my eyes affectionately at her naive romanticism, I keep screaming 'Are you blind as well as stupid, woman?' at the screen.
I prefer this Edward Ferrars to Hugh Grant, to be fair, and David Morrisey shines, but he seems to belong in a much classier production.
It's all so horribly sign-posted - couldn't be any worse if they had little idiot cards appear in the corner of the screen at appropriate moments.
Willoughby arrives [everyone boo and hiss]