Emily Bronte’s Wuthering Heights is in my opinion one of the
greatest novels of the Victorian age.
Some critics and readers find it too Gothic, overblown and with violent
sadistic characters. There is a lot of
violence and some of the dialogue and action is “hammy” and overdone.
But the novel is true to Emily’s vision of life, which was
that the world and universe were harsh and frightening places and that love and
hate were fierce passions that were very close together. Like her sister
Charlotte, she was drawn to men who were “macho” and capable of passionate love
and violent hatred. (At least Charlotte
was attracted by that sort of man in real life and fell in love with a
“realistic” version of such a man, Heger, who was domineering, occasionally bad
tempered but kindly, whereas Emily perhaps intuitively knew that no real person
could come up to her visions so she never seems to have been involved at all
with any man.)
Cathy and Hareton have some of the quality of the young
lovers in Shakespeare’s later plays, Like Ferdinand and Miranda or Florizel and
Perdita…They are touched by the tragedies and drama of the first part of the
book and the older characters -but they are able to rise above it and find a
new happiness together. She teaches him
to read, civilising him and helping him to learn what he needs to know, in
order to take back his inheritance as owner of the Heights and Thrushcross
Grange. Living in Wuthering heights,
Cathy has had to become more practical and learn to work, so she has grown from
the experience of being with him too.
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