Wuthering Heights — Emily Brontë


Wuthering Heights — Emily Brontë

Wuthering Heights is a gothic novel that takes place in the north of England. The moor, the wind, the rock, and the haunted room in Thrushcross Grange all set a stage for the madest and most intense emotion, which is just like the boiling water : even the death can not calm it down. Van Gogh’s paintings give me the same feeling as well. Like the Wheatfield with Crows which has no soft colors, there is no normal and gentle feelings in Wuthering Heights.

Neither Heathcliff nor Catherine are kind or « good », and this very trait of theirs changes destinies and destroys everything. You can hate them, but you will not forget them, because of their love and hate, revenge and struggles. All the feelings are so fierce, so sharp, that can even leave a scar in your heart. No wonder Heathcliff can mock Linton in this way: « He couldn’t love as much in eighty years as I could in a day. »
Like Van Gogh’s Starry Night in which the wind and night flow like liquid, the whole story ends with a quiet scene : soft wind, grass, benign sky and there the sleeper sleeps their long sleep… until death, the final destination?
Indeed, a dark and passionate novel to read late at night.
Review by Zijing
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