Ahhhh.....we experienced a few hours of heaven last night when we watched Bright Star, a 2009 film about the poet John Keats and his muse Fanny Brawne. Although rated PG, it literally drips with sensuality -- this is possibly as much sex you can experience in a movie with only some hand-holding and a few fairly chaste kisses. Directed by Jane Campion, every scene is a feast, from the costumes to the sets and, of course, the poetry. I've been in a swoon all day, a Keatsian hangover, if you will, a Jane Campion hangover. It's available on Netflix. Get it.