It took this to bring me out of my blog silence

I've read a lot of books in my day, I mean a lot of books. There have been so many good ones that I hate to be asked what my favorite book is, there are just too many to choose from. However, the one that has long been at the top of my list is 'Pride and Prejudice'. Just love it, pretty much everything about it, and I have to take it out every so often and read it again.
This morning whilst I was buttering my toast Lee informed me that there was a movie in the works entitled 'Pride and Prejudice and Zombies'. And I shuddered a little bit. I kinda hoped he was joking, he likes zombies, and he likes messing with me. Sadly, Google confirmed that this New York Times Bestseller is going to be made into a movie starring Natalie Portman.
I know there are at least two of you out there that love this book as much as I do, I'll provide this excerpt so you can share my horror.

"As Mr. Darcy walked off, Elizabeth felt her blood turn cold. She had never in her life been so insulted. The warrior code demanded she avenge her honour. Elizabeth reached down to her ankle, taking care not to draw attention. There, her hand met the dagger concealed beneath her dress. She meant to follow this proud Mr. Darcy outside and open his throat.

But no sooner had she grabbed the handle of her weapon than a chorus of screams filled the assembly hall, immediately joined by the shattering of window panes. Unmentionables poured in, their movements clumsy yet swift; their burial clothing in a range of untidiness. Some wore gowns so tattered as to render them scandalous; other wore suits so filthy that one would assume they were assembled from little more than dirt and dried blood. Their flesh was in varying degrees of putrefaction; the freshly stricken were slightly green and pliant, whereas the longer dead were grey and brittle – their eyes and tongues long since turned to dust, and their lips pulled back into everlasting skeletal smiles.

A few of the guests, who had the misfortune of being too near the windows, were seized and feasted on at once. When Elizabeth stood, she saw Mrs. Long struggle to free herself as two female dreadfuls bit into her head, cracking her skull like a walnut, and sending a shower of dark blood spouting as high as the chandeliers."

There are no words. You took my clever tale of romance and humor and turned it into 'dark blood spouting'?!