=    Dark Tale of Friendship and Desire 
                         
                        Reviewer: The Rebecca Review 
                         
                        "You are welcome to
                        torture me to death for your amusement, only allow me to
                        amuse myself a little in the same style, and refrain
                        from insult as much as you are able."
                        Wuthering Heights is a classic tale about two
                        families. The Lintons live at Thrushcross Grange while
                        the Earnshaws live at the Heights, on the edge of the
                        moors. Mr. Earnshaw brings home a gypsy boy and this
                        creates jealousy and rivalry between his children. While
                        Catherine becomes refined, Heathcliff turns into a
                        “beast” in a way. This is similar to the beauty and
                        the beast at a few points in the story. There is a
                        pretty funny scene where Catherine and Heathcliff enjoy
                        taunting the Lintons.
                         If ever there was a story of obsessive love, it has
                        been captured it in torturous scenes that contain a
                        certain madness and desire. This is by far the best
                        version of Wuthering Heights I’ve seen so far. I has
                        all the darkest elements combined with fiery passion.
                        The kissing scenes in this movie are highly charged and
                        completely erotic.
                         Child-like Catherine (Anna Calder-Marshal) and the
                        young gypsy Heathcliff (Timothy Dalton) start off as
                        young sweethearts who are just happy to be with one
                        another out in the French countryside. Soon Catherine
                        becomes obsessed with Heathcliff and wants him to
                        promise her they will always be friends. She puts a
                        curse on their lives if they ever break the promise.
                        With hands on a stone, their fate is sealed.
                         Heathcliff soon becomes Catherine’s only reason for
                        living, without him she is in a state of vapid
                        listlessness. He can literally control her with the
                        slightest inattention. When she hears of his love for
                        Isabella, she is tortured in body and soul. She goes to
                        the height and depth of obsessive love.
                         “I fought through a bitter
                        life since I last heard your voice.” ~ Heathcliff
                         Heathcliff swears he will never leave, then he does.
                        It drives Catherine into despair. Then he returns when
                        she has given up all hope and has already married Edgar
                        Linton, who rescues her from herself.
                         I love the line:
                         “When I’m dead, I think
                        I’ll come haunt you as the sunset.” ~Catherine
                         One of literature’s greatest love stories and this
                        is the best adaptation I’ve seen so far.
                         A tale of tormented lovers who are destined to be
                        together until the end of time and beyond.
                         Revenge, Romantic Love and Remembrance.
                         Cold in the earth – and
                        the deep snow piled above thee 
                        Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave! 
                        Have I forgot, my Only Love, to love thee, 
                        Severed at last by Time’s all-severing wave?
                         Cold in the earth, and
                        fifteen wild Decembers 
                        From those brown hills, have melted into spring – 
                        Faithful indeed is the spirit and remembers 
                        After such years of change and suffering!
                         No later light has lightened
                        up my heaven, 
                        No second morn has ever shone for me 
                        All my life’s bliss from thy dear life was given – 
                        All my life’s bliss is in the grave with thee.
                         ~ The Complete Poems of Emily Jane Bronte
                         
                          
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