Oh dear me no. Damien Lewis is Just Wrong as Soames, as is Gina McKee as Irene. Completely at odds with Galsworthy's originals. Soames was perfectly portrayed by Eric Porter, with his hidden corners and deep dishonesty. He has no poetry in his soul. It's not just one of those ironies that he's an art collector. Thing is, Irene was NOT cold...we first meet her, with her exquisite colouring, dark eyes, rich and soft and sensual, like velvet, and hair the colour of feuilles mortes - as if the concentrated light and life of the sun, ironically at the end of summer, is distilled in a single unique woman. She is portrayed as a pagan goddess, an Astarte, a goddess who is passion personified; it's just that the Forsytes are too materialistic, too mundane, too ordinary, to perceive her perfection. It takes an artist like Bosinney to see it and to worship it...it's a love that could never survive the everyday...it would burn out those who attempted to touch the sun, like Icarus. Gina McKee was just wrong on all levels, much as I admire her work.