Ohhhhh....

Frell.

I am watching the 1970s French miniseries version of Countess of Monsoreau, one of my favorite books. I've seen this when I was a kid in Russia.

Hell, this thing is poorly dubbed but I can't help it.

I am BAWLING.

Ohhhhh...Louis de Clermont, Comte de Bussy! You will always be my huge huge crush. I think my thing for arrogant, super-competent fighters who are total boys in love and will die for it and are too passionate to survive is because of this book and mini.

But that thing at the end with the clenching of their hands and Diane SCREAMING his name and kissing his gloved fingers and OMG...

And the last shot of them lying on the floor, her staring at the camera...

FRELL.

This entry will make no sense to anyone :)

It's an adaptation of my favorite Dumas novel...