Reading Classics: Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë
I read this book as part of the Classics Club Challenge – I challenged myself to read fifty classics picked by me in the next three years. To find out more, you can see my list or visit the Classics Club website.
Title: Wuthering Heights
Author: Emily Brontë
First Publication: 1847
I’m so on the fence about Wuthering Heights. On one hand I loved the writing and the story, but on the other hand the story moved so slowly that I read it over a span of half a year. There was nothing that gripped me or made me continue, it’s only because I’ve got such an expensive edition that I felt like I had to finish it.
The narrative technique in Wuthering Heights is interesting. In present day we have a conversation between the new inhabitant of the house and the housekeeper. The housekeeper tells the history of the house and the families that have occupied it. Near the end the story returns to the present day, which wraps up all story lines.
I hate Heathcliff. He didn’t have a great childhood, but that didn’t account at all for the cruel and terrible person he grew up to be. Some things he did were inexcusable to me, and I’m having a hard time to imagine how people can find him attractive. He’s not a tortured hero, he’s a villain with no redeeming qualities. Loving someone is not a redeeming quality. Just because a serial killer spoils his dog doesn’t make him a good person – neither does Heathcliff’s obsession with Cathy excuse anything he did.
For me Wuthering Heights is not a story of love, but a story of destruction. It’s the tale of how two families become bonded in jealousy and hate, and destroy each other from the inside out. That being said, I loved how it ended on a positive note. After so much tragedy I could use some positivity.