For those of you who slept through poetry at school, John Keats was one of the romantic poets, which means he wrote, er, romantic poetry. Got it?
The unusual thing about Keats, however, is that he never actually experienced love in its physical glory, if you know what I mean. He fell madly in love with his neighbour Fanny Brawne, but sadly Keats died at the age of 25, and he and Fanny only got to flirt with the idea of a life together.
Perhaps this is what made him such a great poet. He got to revel in the passionate and heady beginnings of love, which have, throughout history, often inspired creative genius. This is their love story, beautifully told and recreated by Jane Campion who brought us “The Piano”.
Rating: 4 outta 5
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
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