Saturday, April 28, 2007
Nine Tissue Movie
Always reluctant to watch the movie version of one of my favourite novels...I took a leap yesterday and watched Wuthering Heights. I started crying from the first scenes, it was ridiculous but very cathartic. Not just little sad tears but that really awful ugly cry. The whole movie. Nine tissues.
The novel was written in 1847 and this movie version was directed by William Wyler in 1939 and is beautiful though it veers from the plots in the original...it doesn't matter, this movie captures the cruelty of Cathy and Heathcliff and their eventual peace as ghosts. So often it is forgotten that this is really one of the greatest ghost stories ever written, along with A Christmas Carol, Woman In White, The Shining and The Turn of The Screw How could the shy conservative woman Emily Bronte understand that death, sex and evil can be terribly perverted and connected?.
William Wyler is an awesome director and has directed many movies that I love and also explore sex, evil, women and death including Carrie, The Collector, The Little Foxes, Jezebel and the film noir The Letter.
Funny, I never thought Lawrence Olivier was good looking before, but he is wonderful and lovely as Heathcliff. And Merle Oberon what a mysterious beauty and what an actor!I really laugh at myself that I didn't want to see this movie in case it failed the novel. Sometimes it is best to approach a movie version of a novel as a response to a book rather than a literal rendition. This movie made me want to seize the day and be so happy for all the fun things in my life.