A "Classic" Book Review


by Cynthia Rodriguez

Welcome Lesbiatopians to the first "CLASSICS" book review. With this installment I present to you "WUTHERING HEIGHTS". Honestly, the only motivation that led me to this novel was the fact that it was referred to several times in my recent favorite series Twilight's third book, "Eclipse". It took me over a month to read, and was a little painful, but I finally got through it. For me, it wasn't exactly one of those "can't put it down" type of books. "Classics", I have learned over the years, and I include everything from literature, art, movies, and music sometimes aren't all that. I truly believe that in the end it really comes down to a matter of taste. Over the years, "Wuthering Heights", from the time it was introduced to the general public until now (through some personal research) I've read mixed reviews. I can understand why. I gave it three stars, and I feel I was being generous with that.

Before I move on to the review, on a side note, I would like to thank all the wonderful Lesbian authors and publishers that have thus far been gracious enough to send me their books. Since my beginnings here in the lovely world of Lesbiatopia in September, I have had an amazing, overwhelming response to my book reviewing. To all those who have expressed interest and have sent me their wonderful works of literary art, I thank you, and appreciate your patience in waiting on my reading and reviewing.


By Emily Bronte

This dark, depressing, desperate and disturbing tale of human nature at it's worst left me with a cold, empty feeling. It's an anti-romance love story between Heathcliff, a ruffian little orphan, and Catherine, a well to do country girl, who go from playmates to soulmates. However, throughout the years, the fateful clash of the class system of the times, their pride and ferocious passion impede their ability to be together. In the beginning, I did find myself sympathizing a bit for Heathcliff, who suffers plenty of injustices in his youth, because of his "gypsy" background, and as a result his upbringing breeds an explosive, terrible, twisted sense of revenge, that spans through generations. He makes everyone's life around him that he touches a living hell. Basically, because his life sucked, and he didn't get the woman of his dreams, (and his nightmares), everybody's gotta pay for it. By the middle of the book, all sense of my compassion for him was totally extingished and I thought to myself, "you lousy son-of-a-bitch". There is really no "happy ending". I didn't like ANY of the characters. They were all for the most part pretty despicable, and if I were to meet any of them in person today, I would have an overwhelming urge to run them over with my truck. I did like the dog though, and the pony. Those poor things. I think they were the only innocents in the whole book. The semi-incenstuous marriages among all these cousins made me quite ill, and the "laws" and treatment of married women are sickening. Hell if we'd put up with that bullshit in our time, although sadly I'm aware that these kind of arrangements are still a reality for many women around the world today. The language didn't bother me at all, especially since certain editions such as the one I have include those nifty litttle notes on the bottom of certain pages to "translate" their Victorian like talk.

Truthfully, I found the most intriguing part of this whole ordeal was the author herself, and her siblings. Without really wanting to, I've become fascinated with Emily Bronte, and I'm yearning to read and learn more about her. I mean, seriously, these people grew up in the middle of nowhere, without much contact with the outside world. How they came up with these stories, especially Emily, is beyond me. She really seemed to have a knack for comprehending human behavior, even if it were just the bad parts. It makes me ponder that whole "nature vs. nurture" argument. I'd like to believe she was a lesbian, (even though it has been rumored she possibly had an affair with her own brother), that way it could maybe explain her natural understanding on how evil men are, just kidding, well, maybe not.

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Tasha said...

I really hate Wuthering Heights, I really couldn't get through it. I was an English student at University and had to read it as part of my course, but just was so irritated.

I do really like the Bronte sisters though. I live near to Howarth where they grew up and the landscape of Yorkshire is very prominent in all of their novels. The countryside can be bleak, especially during the winter, and is staggeringly beautiful in the Summer.

I highly recommend the Tenant of Wildfell Hall. Much more exciting that Wuthering Heights. And also Jane Eyre, which has caused much debate about the hysterical woman!



Excellent! Thank you for the feedback Tasha, I'll check it out.