Movie Review: Wutheriing Heights

Release Date: October 11  

Filmgoers are familiar with adaptations of classic 19th century novels – Pride & Prejudice, Emma, and Little Women have all graced the big screen at one time or another. Wuthering Heights, though, dates from the same world but is a different sort of tale, replacing the lightness of love with the darkness of obsession.
 

I was first prompted to read Emily Brontë’s Wuthering Heights back at university where it seemed every second girl I met had a much-read copy tucked away in her satchel – it was an art’s degree of course. It didn’t take me long to realize that many women considered the hero, Heathcliffe, to be the most romantic man ever conceived. So I looked on the novel as essential intelligence if I was going to understand the fairer sex… 
 

The film opens with Mr Earnshaw returning to his bleak home on the Yorkshire moors with a young orphan he has found wandering the streets of Liverpool. In this latest cinematic version writers Andrea Arnold and Olivia Hetreed have extrapolated the book’s suggestion that Heathcliff had ‘gypsy blood’ and cast black actors Solomon Glave and James Howson in the lead role. The boy, christened Heathcliff, becomes a part of the family and the close companion of the Mr Earnshaw’s daughter Catherine. However he’s considered something of a cuckoo in the nest by Earnshaw’s son Hindley. A decades-long animosity develops alongside of Heathcliff and Cathy’s affection. Heathcliff eventually leaves home when he realizes that prejudice will never allow him to gain his beloved, and in his absence Cathy marries the well-off Edgar Linton. However love like Cathy and Heathcliff’s can’t be denied and tragedy looms as the adult outcast returns to the moors…
 

Wuthering Heights is no idyllic Hollywood rendition. The young lovers might be the focus but the director has made the stark countryside the real star. The setting is as bleak as Heathcliff’s prospects, and the realities of farming life in northern England are reproduced in brutal detail. Viewers should prepare themselves in particular for the disturbing cruelty that is inflicted on the hero, which he returns with interest on the animals and people around him. There’s also a fair representation of the hypocrisy that can attend a nominally religious culture.
 

Mr Earnshaw tells his bewildered family he brought the boy home because, “He had no-one and it seemed like the Christian thing to do.” However Heathcliff is forced to participate in a baptism that clearly terrifies him, and is constantly hounded by his master’s puritanical servant Joseph. When the curmudgeon calls out to him and the escaping Cathy, “The two of you will go to Hell!” it’s no surprise Heathcliff replies, “I’ll see you there then Joseph.
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But if the writers have been overly critical of Christianity then they, like my university friends, have also been blindly generous to Heathcliff. This new production almost entirely neglects to convey in any great detail Cathy’s perversity or the darkness in the heart of Heathcliff’s soul. If he is unfeeling then he has been trained to be so by his harsh treatment, and he repays his former masters in kind. It also interprets their obsession with each other as a tale of frustrated love in the style of Romeo and Juliet. But the only way to maintain this fiction is by telling half the story – literally.
 

Arnold and Hetreed’s production ends at exactly the point in the book where Heathcliff determines to destroy every descendant of Cathy and Hindley simply because he can no longer have that which he desires. Brontë’s Wuthering Heights was a classic tragedy because the main characters carried the seeds of their own destruction within their own characters. This cinematic version can only maintain the beauty of Heathcliff and Cathy’s love by neglecting its consequences. How very much like the spirit of this age: the value of something rests in how it makes us feel now, not where it will take us.