Those whose only brush with the feminist/romantic pen of Austen have been in the movies will find “Mansfield Park” to be much like the others: Woman who follows her heart instead of her family’s or society’s notion makes the better marriage, and lives relatively happily ever after with a man who appreciates her lively wit, her wicked tongue and her dead-on sense of being true to her self.

Unfortunately, only O’Connor gives a lively enough performance to keep this period romance interesting. She gets little help from the members of her so-called supporting cast. In fact, their acting talents and characterizations are woefully beneath those Austen-casts we’ve come to enjoy.

Playing the master debonair spy for the third time, Pierce Brosnan finally fits the part. There are enough worldy lines around his eyes, and even he can’t quite utter those dreadful double entendres in the dialogue without a twinge of self-consciousness. Nor can he quite swallow the idea that sexy Denise Richards — clad in form-fitting sleeveless T-shirt and short-shorts — is really a rocket scientist.

Add to that John Cleese as a “Q”-in waiting, Robert Carlyle as the villainous Reynard, and Sophie Marceau as a puzzling damsel-in-distress and “The World Is Not Enough” is more than enough for Bond fans.