Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë

“He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”

― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights 

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Synopsis

After being spurned by his lover and degraded by his adoptive family, Heathcliff leaves his home in Yorkshire, only to return wealthy, educated, and seeking retribution. Obsession, vengeance, and jealousy will pour from this tangle of lovers in Emily Brontë’s only published novel, a story of unrequited love.

Review

Rating: ★★★★☆

This book took me a long time due to the writing. The writing was quite complex and confusing, and since English isn't my first language, at first I had a hard time with Bronte's writing style, but after like 50 pages, I got kind of used to it. The narrative was quite confusing from time to time, so this wasn’t an easy, fun read. 

I didn’t like any of the characters, but that’s kind of the whole point of Wuthering Heights. All the characters are vengeful, dark, selfish, obsessive and cruel. But that’s what makes this book the classic it is nowadays. Heathcliff and Catherine are horrible people, and their “romance” (which is extremely toxic), isn’t actually a romance. It was more of an obsessive romance that would end up haunting the next generation. But this book is basically the mold for toxic relationships.

I liked the darkness of this book and its characters, I wasn’t expecting that from this classic, but I was definitely intrigued by it. 

Wuthering Heights is a great classic, the story is intriguing and dark, not what we are totally used to, and the characters were unlikable but interesting. The only problem I had was with the confusing yet beautiful writing style. Emily Brontë was definitely a great writer, but I felt her style kind of dense.