directed by Peter Kosminsky
If some elderly person tells you that the young are currently very liberated, irresponsible and wild, tell them to read or watch “Wuthering Heights”. I have to admit that I haven’t read the book, because reading a romance sounds like the worst idea for my book taste. However, this year many people were talking about the newest film adaptation, which apparently failed at numerous levels. To be honest, I don’t even want to watch the 2026 version because the one made in 1992 would be hard to beat. Especially because of the two main actors. If you don’t know this story, get ready for a real rollercoaster… My thoughts at the beginning of the film: “Yeah, another overly cute romantic story, blah blah blah”. My thoughts during the film: “Wait, what’s going on? Are they serious? Is it even legal?!” My thoughts after the film: “They used to have better candies in the 19th century.” I swear, I didn’t expect such a classic to be that controversial and ribald. Everything focuses on two lovebirds – Catherine and Heathcliff (Juliette Binoche & Ralph Fiennes). Her father gave a home to a gypsy boy, named him Heathcliff and treated like another son. The boy and the girl were spending a lot of time together and at some point started having feelings for each other. Yes, a non-biological siblings romance. That’s how they partied in the Romantic era! Anyway, despite the emotional connection between those two, Catherine chooses to marry another man, who’s from the higher social class, which leaves Heathcliff heart-broken. However, unlike in most such stories, he doesn’t focus on winning her heart again. Instead, the man craves revenge, and that’s just the beginning of the whole mess. If you want some sick plot twists dressed up in ruffled dresses, then this film will do the job. I actually regret not reading the book, because I would have loved being constantly shocked. So dear younger generations – you know nothing about being dirty and degenerate.
My rating: 7/10
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