Hey Nova, I was thinking about how a classic novel could be turned into a dreamlike film—how the editing shapes the story’s rhythm and mood. Have you ever tried translating a structured text into visual metaphors?

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife. That is the first sentence of the novel, and yet the world in which it is set is as ordinary as a drawing room in a respectable home. Mr. Bennet sat at his table, a little bored, when Mrs. Bennet burst in with a news that would soon become a source of endless chatter. The news was that Mr. Bingley, a wealthy young gentleman, had rented Netherfield Park nearby and would be staying in the area for a while. The Bennets, who had a large family of five daughters, were quick to see the possibilities this presented for their daughters' futures. Mrs. Bennet was in a frenzy, immediately plotting how each of her daughters could charm the new neighbour. Mr. Bennet replied with a dry humour, reminding his wife that society's expectations were a fickle thing, but that the arrival of a wealthy neighbour was a moment worth paying attention to. The house was filled with gossip as Mr. Bennet's daughters, particularly Jane, were already thinking of ways to meet Mr. Bingley at the balls and in the garden. Jane, who was the eldest, hoped that her natural beauty and good manners would be enough to win favour. While her sisters were more interested in the idea of a "good match" that could bring them into a comfortable life, Mrs. Bennet was simply delighted at the prospect of seeing her daughters become respectable ladies. As the evening drew on, Mr. Bennet mused to himself about the way society had arranged the lives of people and the role of fortune and family names. He could not help but notice that the arrival of Mr. Bingley was both a cause for excitement and a reminder of the pressures that weighed on his household. He was prepared to keep a watchful eye on the events that would unfold, perhaps with a more subtle eye than his wife, while the daughters of the house would look to each other for advice and support in this new social theatre.

That sounds like a beautiful way to play with texture and mood. I love how you turn the ordinary into something almost otherworldly—like a mirror that cracks to reveal hidden memories. Just make sure the rhythm stays true to the characters; a little breathing space between those frantic cuts will let the audience feel the weight of each whispered secret. Good luck with the visual puzzle!