I was at the Oscars, waiting to hear if my name was called, and I kept thinking, Cakewalk, cakewalk, cakewalk. I thought, Why is ‘cakewalk’ stuck in my head? And then, as I started to walk up the stairs and the fabric from my dress tucked under my feet, I realized my stylist had told me, ‘Kick, walk, kick, walk.’ You are supposed to kick the dress out while you walk, and I totally forgot because I was thinking about cake! And that’s why I fell.
Jane Bennet and Mr. Bingley.
In some ways, the film is the ultimate nonrelationship movie. Lizzie and Darcy, the wealthy, single Netherfield Park visitor, have few actual encounters, and even fewer with positive results. But there is a smoldering in their glances, touches and what is not said. The fact that the two never consummate their relationship onscreen, even through a kiss, only adds to the tension.
A moment of appreciation for Laura.