I love the book and the 1983 adaptation with Dalton and Clarke is my favorite.  I told my husband years back (then just a bf) how much I love the book and movie and he gifted me this without knowing anything about different versions out there.  I was not even aware of this adaptation myself back then and was curious to see what this Jane Eyre had to offer.  I was horried to witness Ciaran Hinds screeching and screaming all the time like he was having a never-ending PMS.  And let me just say I love Ciaran Hinds.  He is a truly talented actor, amazing in Persuasion and Phantom of the Opera, not a one-note actor by any means.  I don't understand what could possibly happen here.  Did he so grossly misunderstood the character?  I cannot beleive it.  I am  blaming the director (and maybe editors?) for misguiding him into making such a travesty out of Mr. Rochester.