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Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë

27/7/2014

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Wuthering Heights is another nineteenth-century literary classic that I had seen in adapted versions for film and TV but had never actually sat down to read. I am so glad that I finally got round to it, because this is one of the most extraordinary books I have ever read. Like her sister Charlotte’s equally great novel Jane Eyre, Wuthering Heights is without any shadow of doubt not only a literary classic but also a compulsive page-turner. The language is only very occasionally archaic and, like all the best writers, her vocabulary is accessible, so a dictionary is rarely if ever required to read this book. I am filled with nothing but awe and admiration.

The 1939 film with Laurence Olivier and Merle Oberon, directed by William Wyler, only really concentrates on the romantic relationship between Cathy and Heathcliff, and avoids getting involved with the book’s dark heart. Wuthering Heights is a powerful study of the destructive force of jealousy and bitterness. It is an incredible achievement, because Emily Brontë, through her main male character Heathcliff, manages to create a man/fiend who is at once both the book’s anti-hero and villain. He is a dark, brooding monster, slowly consumed by his own rancour, taking it upon himself to torture and destroy those who have wronged him. However, his thirst for revenge is never sated, and the reader is appalled by the scope of his hatred. Yet, tormented, vengeance-driven fiend though Heathcliff is, the quality and psychological depth of Brontë’s writing somehow always manages to keep a tiny part of the reader on his side. Something in us always yearns for him to find redemption.

Emily Brontë wrote Wuthering Heights under the pen name of Ellis Bell. It was published in 1847 - just a year before she died of tuberculosis. She was only thirty years of age at the time of her death, and never knew the success her one and only novel would go on to achieve. At first, it received quite mixed reviews - hardly surprising, I think, when you consider the book’s underlying sense of amorality, and the Victorian values it clearly challenges. Emily Bronte was born on 30 July (a day before my own birthday) - so she’d be a hundred and ninety-six this week (me, not so much!). I have no doubt people will still be reading and enjoying her novel in another two hundred years and more - and let’s face it, that’s more than can be said of just about every book that has ever won the Man Booker prize.

Happy birthday Emily Brontë. Thanks for writing such a monstrously brilliant novel!


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Sara B
28/7/2014 02:13:41 am

How I do appreciate your finally getting round to reading this; there are many classics left for me to tackle. I read Wuthering Heights in my 20s and I too recall it being a great page turner. Really relished it. I was particularly angry with a (male) friend who told me that Emily was driven by some kind of febrile TB imaginings. Huh. Wonder how far I'd have got with him if I had described Dickens as a sentimental sensationalist.

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