BY Emily Bronte
“Emily Brontë’s only novel, Wuthering Heights remains one of literature’s most disturbing explorations into the dark side of romantic passion. Heathcliff and Cathy believe they’re destined to love each other forever, but when cruelty and snobbery separate them, their untamed emotions literally consume them.
Set amid the wild and stormy Yorkshire moors, Wuthering Heights, an unpolished and devastating epic of childhood playmates who grow into soul mates, is widely regarded as the most original tale of thwarted desire and heartbreak in the English language. ” -Goodreads
This was my first time reading this story, and I believe I unintentionally gave it high expectations. Honestly all I knew about the novel is that it is a romance, and after finishing it, I’m not even sure if that is true. I feel it is more so a story of manipulation and revenge than love and affection.
I don’t think there was a single character I liked, except the one who was narrated the story, Mr. Lockwood. The only thing I liked about him was that he had the good sense to stay away from Wuthering Heights. Both Cathys were a bit insufferable, particularly the mother. She whined way too much for my tastes. Heathcliff was a maniac. Nothing more needs to be said about him.
For the most part, I prefer happy endings, and while this story does have a decently happy one, there is still so much tragedy it was built upon that I don’t understand how the couple could truly be happy in the end.