I must take time now to apologize for my recent absence, and my negligence of my blogging responsibilities. I know you all suffer great hardship without my words of comfort and wisdom, about the books we worms hold so dearly in our hearts. I have been ever so busy lately, and have also felt not so great this past week, but I am back now, and bring with me a long anticipated book review – or for better use of a word: awaited; as I haven’t been so much dying to write the review, but more so to finish reading this forsaken book.
On with the review!
A classic? I think not. Wuthering Heights is many things, but there is no way in hell I will ever consider this book to be a classic, nor to be among the greats. It has taken me so long to finish this book; not because it is particularly long, but because of how boring and abhorrent I found it to be. 5 weeks in and I was barely half way through, however, being so desperate to finish it as I was, I sank into my already sunken sofa and began my quest to reach the end of the book by weeks end. I read the latter half of the book over the past two days, and I can honestly say: I hope I never have to read this book again!
I must bear a little leniency to this book however, as it was written a long time ago, and was set even further in history than when it was published. I give it this acknowledgement as a key factor in my hatred towards this book, stems from the difficult language and dialect used in the book.
There was plenty more for to hate than simply the language mind. I found each and every character despicable, immature, dishonest, and just plain horrible. Particularly Heathcliff, who is a paragon of a terrible human being. Despite having hated every character in it, I didn’t truly feel any strong or raw emotion towards any of them – or even for any of them – as there is so much to dislike, that it’s impossible to direct my feelings towards someone in particular. The only time I enjoyed a character’s presence, was young Cathy, when Linton had first arrived at Thrushcross Grange, as she was so sweet and innocent, that I simply couldn’t not like her.
While on the topic of characters, I also feel the invention of Mr Lockwood was irrelevant and pointless, as he plays no role in the events that occurred in the novel’s story, as they took place well before his arrival – or at least before his arrival in any case. The only reason I can see him being even remotely useful to the book, was to help emphasize the theme of the supernatural. The ghosts that shan’t ever sleep a peaceful sleep, even when so far underground. Which in turn emphasizes the theme of madness. I actually read this book more as metaphorical happenings, rather than literal – if you follow my meaning.
As for the story itself, I found slightly interesting, but impossibly repetitive, and kind of out of place. It felt as though it was some kind of strange gang war from 200 years ago, with Heathcliff and Linton as the heads of their houses – The Grange and Wuthering Heights. A very poor war may I add. In fact, it was almost like a gang attack, as Linton appeared rather passive in the fight and defense of his family and house, until forced to be otherwise.
I found each and every love story distasteful and sickening, and feel not a single one of them involved any love at all. The only relationship that I feel had any real energy was that between Cathy and her father. But again, I must not put too much on this, as it was very different back then, and people were not as free and independent as they are today.
I did enjoy the settings of the book. The houses and the moors held strong and vivid images throughout. In fact, the descriptions were one of the very few things I enjoyed from the book, as they were very real and powerful, and represented well the themes and story of said book. I also found the author’s use of smaller things, such as semi-colons, to be very well placed and interesting. I like semi-colons quite a lot.
Overall I feel the book was mostly bad, but did have it’s rare silver linings, as all things seem to. I disliked the characters, the plot, the romance (if you can call it that), and much more. I also found it a very hard book to get into, and even harder to get a hold on the language. However, once you have the hang of it, the actual writing is very good, and the author deserves much credit for it. I also feel this book is not so much a bad book, but more a detestable one; and for me in particular; I hold very much contempt towards it. Though I also don’t feel it deserves the renown it has, nor its title of being a classic.
I give it a 2/5 for entertainment and story, etc.
I give it a 4/5 from a literature point of view, because as I pointed out: I did not enjoy the book; but the way in which it was written came across in a very unique way, as it involved all physical happenings, but was perceived by me on a deeper and more metaphorical level.
As for who I recommend this to: I definitely feel it leans in favour more towards an older demographic – more specifically people over at least the age of 40. I also feel anyone deeply interested in literature or writing, should definitely pick it up, as it brings to you a whole new set of ideas on many things in terms of writing, and will definitely come in handy. And it really is a fantastic piece of literature!
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