Fay's brains are, as always, spicy.

Isn't it a typical adolescent female thing, the desire for something powerful tamed by your hand? I think I read somewhere that that is the basis of the horse-love thing.

Isn't it a typical adolescent female thing, the desire for something powerful tamed by your hand?

It's what people claim is the attraction for the Twilight phenomena and why Bella is left as such a blank slate-- so that the reader can presumably insert herself into the text and vicariously experience the thrill of the mere human girl taming the 108-year-old manic-depressive virgin vampire with stalking issuesthe powerful, inhumanly beautiful immortal.

Whereas in Wuthering Heights, Bella is Isabella, and when she makes the mistake of getting all googly eyed over the brooding hottie who treats her cruelly and then starts being all romantic, he kills her puppy, marries her, rapes her, beats her, all in order to father a child and get his hands on her brother's land.

All of which is a much better lesson for the Twilight fangirls, imho.

wrod. And I thought the whole thing was very hot the first time I read it; the next, a few years later, was very different. And then, I took a Bronte course. I kind of wish I could read it with the same love, but it's better not to have the wrong impression about this stuff, right? And it's still a great book and I'm still mad at Stephenie Meyer for taking time on her website to write why it "sucks"(Especially, since without Bronte she'd be selling Avon or something. Argh!!

Isn't it a typical adolescent female thing, the desire for something powerful tamed by your hand?

Or the myth that will never die -- "He'll change for ME!" Seen in (among other movies/media) City of Angels. He changed his entire fucking existence FOR A WOMAN. Or the bad/"misunderstood" man who changes for a woman. (Beauty and the Beast [not the TV show], anyone?)

Who doesn't want to be that woman? Or so the myth would have you think.

It's got a strong, strong pull, I have to admit.

wrod.Although the myth that I hate the most personally is the one that you hate a man intensely based on some sexual attraction you are suppressing.

I'm still mad at Stephenie Meyer for taking time on her website to write why it "sucks"

Among the many, many reasons I dislike her intensely-- I don't care if she thinks the book sucks or that Edward thinks the book sucks or whatever, but that the book was chosen as a "Twilight Book Club Selection" and she then presented the question as: "So let's discuss why Edward thought Wuthering Heights sucked."

Bitch, please-- if you don't like the book, fucking own it. Don't hide behind your characters.

I should mention I haven't seen the Fiennes/Binoche version of Wuthering Heights, so my suggestion of Fiennes as appropriate for Heathcliff is based solely of my impression of him from other roles.

It really is terrible. Throughout the movie, I kept sputtering, "but... it's Ralph Fiennes! And Juliet fucking BINOCHE! How could this be so bad? HOW?"

Talking about the adaptation-that-should've-been, I've always felt it was a crashing shame that nobody cast Alan Rickman as Edward Rochester when he was in his late 30's or early 40's. We've got some decent adaptations of Jane Eyre (I rather liked the most recent BBC version with Toby Stephens as Rochester, although Stephens was not swarthy enough for my liking. But I LOVED the young actress who played Jane.) Now, there's your *other* prototypical romance novel cliché! Oh, Brontës.

I'm mulling the difference between hate and strongly dislike/despise, basing it on people/things I hate. It feels like there needs to be an element of betrayal to push the dislike all the way to hate, either the betrayal of something that actually exists between the two or a betrayal of something that was advertised.

Or be woman enough to call it "Yes, I Really Am This Much of A Philistine and Bite(ha!) The Historical Hand that Feeds" Edward thinks everything sucks cause had to go through high school, like, twenty times without getting laid. Once was enough for me, personally, even being a girl who was not as beautiful as the sun and stuff.(I would have liked Edward so much more as a Kerouac or Burroughs fan. Everything about him was really quite girly, except for the patriarchy thing.)