A bigger test comes next year when she exchanges her rebellious pink-dyed ends and the hyper-stylised Sex Education set for the Yorkshire moors to play a more historical rebel, writer Emily Brontë, in Emily. It’s this role that Emma hopes will recast her away from Maeve and her frank talks about sex towards the stardom that so obviously lies beyond. (Latika Bourke)
Our itinerary was fairly fluid, but I had expressed a desire to call in on Wordsworth on the way up and the Brontës on the way down.
Sadly Charlotte, Emily and Anne were already inundated with visitors who’d had the foresight to book online weeks in advance, so Haworth was a no-go.
The writer who shaped you?
Every writer you read shapes you in some way, but Jean Rhys shaped me the most.
She is best known for her last novel, the best-selling Wide Sargasso Sea, which was Rhys’s answer to another novel I love, the troubling Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë. Jane Eyre was also the inspiration for a further wonder, The Story of O by Pauline Réage (the pen name of Anne Desclos), a little history that proves (again) that books come out of books.
He told the The Frank Skinner Show podcast in 2010 that prison was “quite stinky” and “not a holiday camp” but that he can understand why people become institutionalised. George spent his days inside reading classics such as Wuthering Heights and The Catcher In The Rye and applied himself so well in the prison kitchen that the lady in charge apparently told him “You’re one of the best workers we’ve ever had here.”
The obsession with kudzu also reveals the long shadow of the Southern Gothic. William Faulkner describes the Mason-Dixie in Absalom, Absalom! as “dead since 1865 and peopled with garrulous outraged baffled ghosts.” Compared with the European variety, our Gothic is earthy. While Emily Brontë has her lovers pace anxiously through the gloomy manor of Wuthering Heights, Flannery O’Connor just drowns people in the river during their attempt at baptism. (Richard Solomon)
I do not wish to mar a reader’s experience of this engaging novel with spoilers; suffice to say that he ends up grappling with the machinations of a villain who is every bit as venal and low as Mansoor is noble-minded and pure of heart. The villain’s ugly murder of Mansoor’s beloved dog rivals that of Isabella’s hapless puppy at the hands of Wuthering Heights’s savage Heathcliff! (Nadya Chishty-Mujahid)
There was once a time when experiencing the unfamiliar was a priority rather than a reason to decline the invite; when different faces represented an opportunity to expand your network rather than obstacles to be avoided in the quest to find the crew squirreled away in some corner with whom you spend all your free moments. What changes? Why, in the space of ten years or so, do you go from the real-world equivalent of Van Wilder to Wuthering Heights’ Heathcliff (minus the fierce visage)? (David Light)
Yesterday, on Radio24's Il Cacciatore di Libri (Italy) they discussed a Wuthering Heights audiobook, via Il Sole.
Chick, Rogues and Scandals reviews John Eyre by Mimi Matthews.