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75 of 75 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
Almost impossible to fault ..., 16 Dec 2003
By A Customer
This film deserves to be far better known than it is.As teacher of English literature to adolescents with the attention span of gnats, I'm always delighted to find a reasonably faithful adaptation of a "classic" novel. If you can sit the little darlings down in front of a screen and let them "see" the story, you can engage their interest much more readily. I hesitated to show them either the 1939 Olivier version or the 1970's one with Timothy Dalton - not because they're bad films (they're not - Dalton's Heathcliff, in particular, was excellent) but because they both stopped half way through the book. I rented a copy of the 1992 Fiennes/Binoche version but found it lacking in several departments. I had virtually written this one off without a thought until I saw the almost universally complimentary reviews of it on Amazon. All I can do is add my voice. Inasmuch as it is possible to be faithful to such a complex work, this film manages it. There are omissions and elisions, of course - but all necessary and understandable when someone is trying to cram a lengthy book into two hours. Even their filling in of the blanks is acceptable, and makes the story slightly easier to follow. The performances are all excellent. I had my doubts to begin with about Robert Cavanah's Heathcliff, but after a slightly shaky start, he gets to grips with the character. It's a fine, intelligent and thoughtful performance that never becomes hammy and never loses sight of the man beneath the monster. At the same time, he doesn't underplay his casual brutality, either. Orla Brady is a near perfect Catherine - beautiful, wilful and fatally flawed, Crispin Bonham Carter succeeds in making Edgar Linton humane instead of weak, Ian Shaw engages your sympathy with his slide into degradation as Hindley and the youngsters - Sarah Smart and Matthew McFadyen - give some life to the easily overlooked second generation. You could criticise the age of the main players - they are strictly too old to play the major protagonists - but for that the blame lies firmly with Emily Bronte. She made Catherine and Heathcliff so young at the beginning of the main action, that performers the right age could possibly have the necessary emotional range. They are like Juliet - you are not old enough to play them until you are TOO old! A quick word of praise for the locations and music - the former authentically grubby, windswept and wild, the latter bleakly romantic. A word of warning if you are considering buying this for a youngster - Wuthering Heights is a dark, violent novel and this is a dark and violent film. It pulls few punches and could disturb younger viewers. Other than that, I wholeheartedly recommend it. Oh - and my pupils? - it did the trick. We had an animated discussion after watching it, and thereafter they were MUCH more interested in the novel itself.
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