Moving portrait of Jane Austen that certainly is not very faithful to the little that is known about this wonderful author. The inspiration then arguably comes from Austen's novels, and the notion that a writer of her caliber must have had romantic experiences of her own. McAvoy and Hathaway harmonize well and as often in British costume dramas, the landscapes and houses are backdrop to some beautiful scenes. Solid.
Jane Austen the creator of all the love stories that many women would later wish for, meets someone that she falls for. Whether she was protecting her own heart of the possible outcomes, or if it was her doubts, she lets him go. Pushes him away. Living a life of solitude, and forever heart-broken.
I did not dislike this movie but I was -almost- surprised that by the end of the movie I had no particular urge to read Jane Austen's novels. It stood out more in a independent early feminist way than as the story of a writer, which isn't bad in itself, but maybe it could have done both?