I was the Elvis-seeker. Good to see he's still in the public sector.
From the new Wuthering Heights news-bit:
Yorkshire blockbuster of Wuthering Heights.
A... Yorkshire...blockbuster? Never quite heard it put that way.
Heathcliff and Cathy, two of the literary world's greatest romantic figures.
Sure, if you consider batshit crazy as romantic.
I can see Jolie as Cathy, but Depp is way too fey and not rough enough for Heathcliff.
Sure, if you consider batshit crazy as romantic.
Most people do, actually. If they're pretty and batshit crazy.
Most people do, actually. If they're pretty and batshit crazy.
I guess that's true. I am actually a fan of fucked-up relationship sagas (S6 Buffy & Spike, Scotty and Madeleine from Vertigo, etc.) but "romantic" ain't why I like them. Plus, instead of getting me to revel in their glorious dysfunction or some such, Cathy and Heathcliff just made me roll my eyes a lot, alternating with a violent urge to whack them on their stupid heads with frying pan.
If they're pretty and batshit crazy.
I'm sorry, no matter how pretty Heathcliff may be, I consider puppy-murdering a characteristic that removes him from the "romantic hero" competition. Give me a guy with a mad wife in the attic any day.
Heathcliff is canonically ugly. Ugly ugly ugly.
Heathcliff is canonically ugly. Ugly ugly ugly.
Yes, this. I never thought of Heathcliff as a romantic hero, despite how movies have tried to portray him.
Heathcliff is canonically ugly. Ugly ugly ugly.
Angelina Jolie will be perfect. And Johnny Depp will be a great Cathy.
I've never gotten the appeal of Wuthering Heights. Two main characters who I want to slap, who are only alive for about twenty pages of the book? Bollocks to that. I'll have Mr. Rochester and the batshit secret in the attic, pleasethankyou.
I don't know...I like the language in it. But I think it's one of those love it or hate it books. And if you miss it at the "Right" age, you may never get the love. I was...mid-teens somewhere.
I was about sixteen, I think. Maybe I missed the boat. I was already an incurable cynic at that point. Jane Eyre is still one of my favourite books though.