Unjust, unjust, unjust…why am I always accused?’ Acerbic words that spit from Jane Eyre’s (Nadia Clifford) tongue like needles, bursting the clichés of Charlotte Brontë’s 19th Century novel.
Unjust, unjust, unjust…why am I always accused?’ Acerbic words that spit from Jane Eyre’s (Nadia Clifford) tongue like needles, bursting the clichés of Charlotte Brontë’s 19th Century novel.
The National Theatre and Bristol Old Vic’s adaptation of Jane Eyre is absolutely flawless. From beginning to end I am in complete awe of the skill, perfection and creativity involved in bringing this piece of classical literature to life.