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Mar 06, 2018ArapahoeSteffen rated this title 3 out of 5 stars
I've been on a Bronte kick recently inspired by the recent movie, "To Walk Invisible" about the three sisters. I decided to read Wuthering Heights, by Emily Bronte, whose poetry may be the finest work produced by the sister trio. I HATED IT. That is to say, I hated the characters and the behavior and cruelty even as I admired the writing style. Here's a review I liked from Wikipedia: Douglas Jerrold's Weekly Newspaper wrote "Wuthering Heights is a strange sort of book,—baffling all regular criticism; yet, it is impossible to begin and not finish it; and quite as impossible to lay it aside afterwards and say nothing about. In Wuthering Heights the reader is shocked, disgusted, almost sickened by details of cruelty, inhumanity, and the most diabolical hate and vengeance, and anon come passages of powerful testimony to the supreme power of love – even over demons in the human form. The women in the book are of a strange fiendish-angelic nature, tantalizing, and terrible, and the men are indescribable out of the book itself. Yet, towards the close of the story occurs the following pretty, soft picture, which comes like the rainbow after a storm ... We strongly recommend all our readers who love novelty to get this story, for we can promise them that they never have read anything like it before. It is very puzzling and very interesting, and if we had space we would willingly devote a little more time to the analysis of this remarkable story, but we must leave it to our readers to decide what sort of book it is."[26]