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The Diva Diary🍸💋's avatar

I'm really hoping to be so enthralled by their performance that they make me forget all about Margot Robbie and Jacob Elordi

The Diva Diary🍸💋's avatar

i was already excited to watch this, now this review has me on the edge of my seat! I'm getting my tickets NOW

louis's avatar

'At one point, the internet this Wuthering Heights would be filtered through the dreams of a contemporary woman.' huh?

Anastasia Tsybina's avatar

My thoughts exactly.

Dimas Henkes's avatar

Darling, I think you dropped the #sponsored tag here on the floor...

Candice Marie's avatar

Actually, nothing compares to Juliette Binoche performance… imo❣️

karina's avatar

“Sure, there’s some BDSM play, and some anachronistic costumes and set design, but other than that it feels almost faithful to the spirit of its source material, even if (as in most adaptations) there’s some narrative omissions and redirects.” its always so interesting how conveniently these reviews blatantly ignore the whitewashing in favor of “inaccurate costume” complaints

Marine Neuilly's avatar

I have a rule i live by that 99% of the time is working: if the movie poster is bad then the film will be. In that case, it’s so bad.

Raquel Dias da Silva's avatar

You write beautifully, but it feels like you either didn’t read the book carefully or are being deliberately obtuse. The spirit of the novel is not intact because Fennell completely gutted it.

Mr. Earnshaw is supposed to love Heathcliff. That relationship is crucial—it’s the only genuine affection Heathcliff receives in the entire story. But Fennell strips that away by transplanting Hindley’s traits onto Mr. Earnshaw, effectively erasing the one good bond Heathcliff ever had.

Then she turns Isabella—Edgar’s sister, who in the book is naïve, loving, and ultimately abused by Heathcliff—into a shallow villain. That’s not reinterpretation; that’s distortion.

And as if that weren’t enough, she tries to convince us that Catherine and Heathcliff are some tragic couple we should root for. They’re not. They’re two deeply damaged people who should be in therapy.

I love the book, but it is not a love story. It’s not romantic. And it’s definitely not whatever brain-rotted version of “love” Fennell is trying to sell.

Kelechi Alfred-Igbokwe's avatar

Oh I’m so excited now!