The only good thing Thomas Hardy ever did was to pile the gravestones round a tree in St Pancras cemetery when they built the railway through it. They're still there.
And cameras gliding through scenes like a fecking drone and people wafting into and out of view while delivering said smart arse lines and never bumping into each other - utter tosh (I am a little disappointed with Sir C a. I thought him a man of discernment and taste. I fear when they amputated his hooter they took some of his brain with it).