Most boring costume drama since Marie Antoinette
Every second scene is utterly pointless and drawn out until it becomes painful to watch. The characters are mostly superficial, the dialogues uninspired - except for some of the quotes from Keats himself and a few snaps by a delightfully cynical Charles Armitage Brown (Paul Schneider).
Maybe one has to be a romantic at heart to find pleasure in the never ending portrayals of exaggerated feelings about the relationships of the characters. My capability to care has been over-strained.