To Kiss or Not to Kiss

I saw Pride and Prejudice this weekend--once with my aunt, uncle and cousin in New Jersey, and the next night by myself in DC since D. is out of town and refuses to see "period films where people wear costumes."

I read Jane Austen's novel for the first time in college I think. It quickly became one of my favorite books. When the BBC produced a 6 hour miniseries of the same name, I hungrily watched all 6 hours, then borrowed my boyfriend's mother's VHS tape to watch it again. This comprehensive version is almost a literal translation from book to screen of the story, and features Colin Firth as Mr. Darcy (a role he would reprise in Bridget Jones's Diary, the modern adaptation of Ms. Austen's novel).

The newest version, while considerably shorter, does not dissapoint. It hits all the major plot lines, has beautiful costumes and scenery.

It also has one of the most sexy, romantic non-kiss kisses that I have ever seen on screen.

So my challenge to you, dear reader, is to come up with what you think is the most romantic moment on the silver screen that you can think of, and let me know. I know I have my winner.