After watching the British version of Wuthering Heights in 2011, I clearly wanted to use Heathcliff's perspective to write a character's essay, but I couldn't, because I accidentally knew that the film adaptation was much less than the original (I said myself Obviously I read half of the novel, but the movie ended after the part I read was finished!). Helpless, first write a feeling about the movie. The entire tone of the film is depressing and desolate. No, it's all depression, not even a sense of desolate vastness. Coupled with the realistic shooting techniques and lens, I was bored when I saw it. A day later, I don't remember any sunny scenes in the movie, some are cloudy, foggy, and stormy. I believe it has to do with the fact that the film is cut from Heathcliff's point of view, as if the world is not at all beautiful. The first half is about the teenage years Heathcliff and Catherine spent at Wuthering Heights. I don’t know if it’s my personal reason, but I think the eroticism is too youthful from what I’ve seen. (You can see what you are, I'm speechless...) The impressive part, Catherine took Heathcliff out for a horse ride for the first time, Heathcliff smelled her hair and stroked her hands Ma, that's not quite like a child's reaction to being attracted to expressing a forbearance. When the two were in the same bed, I always felt that Catherine was seducing young Heathcliff, in an adult way. Although Heathcliff cried when Catherine licked the wound on his back, I was not very moved. And that unforgettable scene - Heathcliff sitting on top of Catherine, pressing her hands, like a man venting his lust. Maybe it's the reason why I don't like that little Catherine. I vaguely remember that when I read the original book, I felt that Catherine in the book was a dirty, but very vivid person. But Catherine in the movie, just started spitting on Heathcliff, and she suddenly became better for him, and then all kinds of low-level seduction and weak protection, and finally abandoned the person in vanity. In fact, Catherine loves Heathcliff a little bit, but only a little bit. The only person she loves most is herself, and Heathcliff is just a tool for her to show compassion and truth for herself. I was moved. In the young Heathcliff's life, he really couldn't see a shred of sunshine, and he actually regarded this kind of company as the only tie, tie him down in this world year after year. I thought the grown-up Heathcliff was too handsome to be a "gang" with him to look at others. Maybe his soul was really a follower of Satan, or he wouldn't have fled from the baptism scene in horror, following the little boy. Catherine, following the devil in the halo of an angel, ran to the boundless boundless darkness, happy and sincere. But why doesn't he yearn for warmth? You can tell from the fact that he followed Sean back to Wuthering Heights. But Sean died too early. He died before he could heal Catherine's pain from marrying Edgar. But even if he is alive, it may be useless, after all, Heathcliff is only superstitious in Catherine. When he heard the conversation between Catherine and Nellie about Edgar's proposal, he was so heartbroken that he packed his bags and left, ignoring the shouts of Catherine chasing after him. It may be because of his inner self-esteem that drives him to do so, but I think it is more likely that because of too much love, too much understanding. He knew that she would marry Edgar, because that was her more wonderful script: Cinderella married the handsome and rich prince with her true love for her first love, tragic and harmonious. The back of the young Heathcliff disappeared into the mist, and reappeared from the mist, returning to the place where Catherine was. At this time, Catherine's abhorrent performance was even more vivid: on the one hand, she was with Heathcliff openly and on the other hand, enjoying the care of her husband and being the beautiful hostess of Thrush Grange. On the one hand, Heathcliff can't love it, on the other hand, he can't love Edgar. And she, as the center sought after by everyone, enjoys all this safely. Later, Heathcliff escaped with Isabella and came back, expressing his love for Catherine in a hurtful way, like a childish and wounded child, expressing dissatisfaction with his mother and gaining attention. This time, Catherine was ill, to the point of death. In my opinion, that's because Heathcliff's departure was out of her imagination and control, and he should be obsessively staying by her side, all the pain and joy she gave, that's good. But he happened to run away with another woman, and he was no longer the Heathcliff who only longed for her. For that, she should be sad. But more, it is her "plot needs" for herself. She felt that she should die like this, with everyone's nostalgia, in the arms of true love. That sentence "I was killed by you" fits the monologue of a tragic and infatuated heroine! Katherine's narcissistic, performative personality, combined with Heathcliff's insecure personality, is both a perfect match and a tragedy. The selection of the film is really beautiful, vast and cold. But Wuthering Heights is like a huge cage, people inside can never get out, and their hearts are trapped in it. Heathcliff ends up guarding Catherine's grave, living in a world without her, spending a lifetime reminiscing about the years when they met. I think that's where Heathcliff is really alive when. I had read half of the original book before, but I didn't understand it in bits and pieces. I watched the movie again last night, sorry for my clumsiness, I see this, if it is wrong and ignorant, please correct me.
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