I read this in 10th grade and really liked it then so I'm basing my rating on that. Whether I'd still like it now, having since read Angels and DemonsI read this in 10th grade and really liked it then so I'm basing my rating on that. Whether I'd still like it now, having since read Angels and Demons and The Lost Symbol and loathing them completely, is a question. But I remember reading this in the middle of night and racing across the dark hall, down the stairs and into the dining room to examine our painting of the Last Supper and thinking "Holy cow!"...good times, good times....more
Loved this. Loved it absolutely. Its a really well-written and interesting modern Gothic novel. It has almost everything I love in the Gothic: a hauntLoved this. Loved it absolutely. Its a really well-written and interesting modern Gothic novel. It has almost everything I love in the Gothic: a haunted and dreary castle, ghosts, mystery, secret, suspense, incest (well, it adds to the intrigue), romance, murder, death and decay and so much more.
Could not put it down. And I cannot wait for her next book. ...more
My dream is to see this performed. There was a production of this a while back with Fiona Shaw playing the role of Medea...oh, I can only wonder at whMy dream is to see this performed. There was a production of this a while back with Fiona Shaw playing the role of Medea...oh, I can only wonder at what I must've missed!!!...more
One of the best books I've ever had to read for school.
The diction takes some getting used to as there are no punctuations, save for the evChilling.
One of the best books I've ever had to read for school.
The diction takes some getting used to as there are no punctuations, save for the ever essential period. It takes stream-of-consciousness to a whole other level. You're never quite sure if its Francie thinking, Francie speaking, Francie recalling a memory and don't even get me started on actual conversations. You'll have to navigate your own way between who's saying what. I make it sound like its a difficult book to get through and I suppose many people have problems but after a while, you start to flow right along Francie's wavelength and then it starts to actually feel natural. With all that said, Francie Brady is one of the scariest, liveliest and utterly fascinating characters I've ever come across.
Good. A very solid and interesting debut novel on a topic that fascinates me. Maybe a little too much history, though...I occasionally felt like I wasGood. A very solid and interesting debut novel on a topic that fascinates me. Maybe a little too much history, though...I occasionally felt like I was reading a history book instead of a historical fiction. I found reading letters within letters a little redundant....more
I understand why many people hate this book. Catherine and Heathcliff are monstrous. Monstrous. You won't like them because they are unlikable. They aI understand why many people hate this book. Catherine and Heathcliff are monstrous. Monstrous. You won't like them because they are unlikable. They are irrational, self-absorbed, malicious and pretty much any negative quality you can think a person is capable of possessing without imploding. They seek and destroy and act with no thought to consequence. And I find it fascinating that Emily Bronte chose them to be her central protagonists.
When this was first published it was met with animosity because of how utterly repugnant these two characters were. The way they go about their business caring nothing for others but themselves was enough for me to shake my head in complete and total judgment, as if Catherine and Heathcliff could see me and are then effectively shamed by their actions.
Wuthering Heights is epic, in my humble opinion, because I believe that the scope of this story is monumental. Let me explain: it is a simple tale between two families that are bound in such a way that their fates are irrevocably linked. What affects one, affects the other. Its about Catherine and Heathcliff who fall in love and how their relationship ruins the lives of those around them. The book, all 400 pages of it, occur almost entirely at Wuthering Heights, the estate of the Earnshaws, and at Thrushcross Grange, the estate of the Lintons with only a couple of miles of land in between.
And yet it is not a small story.
The emotional magnitude of this book is great and far reaching. The provoking and unapologetic quality of Bronte's writing is seductive. The process of reading this story can feel so masochistic sometimes that its almost if she's daring us to stop reading and throw the book away. Like its a game of personal endurance to see how much we can take, how far we can go. She pushes at us, challenging us and all the while knowing that we have to keep reading because redemption awaits. It is nothing like its contemporaries.
The moors, the darkness of the moors, that curses the household of Wuthering Heights and its inhabitants is ever present. Nature is personified. It is its own character; its there, lingering and simmering ever so quietly, saturating every scene with its silent threats of doom...okay, I have to stop talking like this...what am I anymore?
There is poison in this book, but let me ease your mind by saying that it is balanced with goodness also. This isn't a perfect novel. There were still moments I found myself in perplexion (recently invented word). And while everything about Catherine and Heathcliff may be corrupt, there is hope in Wuthering Heights. If you can journey through the menacing forest of Emily Bronte's imagination, do it because the view is something to behold.
I was saving this book. It sat on my bookshelf for weeks because I had a feeling I was going to love it and I wanted something exciting to look forwarI was saving this book. It sat on my bookshelf for weeks because I had a feeling I was going to love it and I wanted something exciting to look forward to. So I kept reading other books I thought might be less impressive, saving this for later. And then, at last, came the day when I walked over to the other side of the room, reached out my hand and picked it up.
And I enjoyed it, immensely, but, sadly, I didn't get the WOW factor everyone seems to have for Creagh's Nevermore. For me, its more like a work I respect and admire for being great but it didn't affect me in ways that some books jar your insides. You know, that feeling when after you read a book you suddenly feel like you're out of air? Like you didn't know you'd been holding your breath in anticipation...until you read the last, parting line of the story and its time to say goodbye. And then you shift back into reality and realize you've been withholding oxygen from your lungs...yea, that.
The only thing I didn't like were Isobel's friends, who I thought we're such bitches and pricks so unlikeable that they didn't deserve the honor of being written into a book. Hated them. Especially when backstabbing whore Nikki suddenly tried to seem sympathetic...as if she did everything she did but still really missed Isobel. I say, WHAT?!!!! Yea. Right. Hell. No. F. U. No. Bitch.
Are we allowed to swear on goodreads?
So, gather. When I was reading reviews for Nevermore, people kept saying how weird and mysterious it was and how it wasn't until the end they even knew what was going on. And in my head, I thought, "how bad could it be?" Its pretty fudging confusing. But I liked it. I've never felt so "in tuned" and "in sync" with a character before...that I can remember...from reading YA. Because usually readers are privy to information the main character is oblivious to, but this time, we were just as baffled as Isobel which I know irritate some people but there was also something bizarrely exciting about experiencing a situation just as the character is experiencing it. It was all very "in the moment." No one was a step ahead of anyone. I also liked that there wasn't a quiet, aftermath scene where all is revealed to the perplexed protagonist and ah, everything makes sense, I see the light. Yes, Reynolds (who I suspect is a hottie under all that white scarf maskness) offered an explanation but it wasn't too thorough. You know there's more he isn't saying. And not every incident was analyzed and deconstructed. Some questions are left muddled.
As for the characters, I like them a lot. I thought Isobel was nice to be around. There were moments when I wished she was bolder and had more guts but she always made up for them. Varen was intriguing as expected from the gushing fan-love I've gotten from reading reviews. He stayed in character and any deviation from his default personality of smoldering coldness and titillating stoicism, were minute and believable. It wasn't like he realized he loved Isobel and then all of a sudden he's a prince charming. (Except that Creagh described him as having long nails - oh why?! there are many things I can tolerate about a character's appearance but not this. Its okay, maybe he cuts them in the next book or maybe I'll just imagine they were never long in the first place, just a sexy, brooding goth-poet-dreamworld-traveler with regular length of fingernails). I hope he gets more page time in the next book. There wasn't nearly enough of him here. And also, I hope he's more active. And less head hanging.
The romance. Oh, the subtlety of it gives me chills. There wasn't a eureka moment; the character doesn't have a dramatic epiphany when she realizes oh my god, she loves him. Yes, Isobel comes to the surprising conclusion as anyone would when they find themselves falling for the last person they'd expect. But she doesn't deny it or get disgusted by it, which for some reason I find a lot of other characters do. They always suppress and repress which only makes me roll my eyes, but not Isobel. She doesn't get hang up on what people might think or what it would do to her reputation. When she stands up for Varen at the ice cream parlor, she had my love. Ugh, my kind of girl!
I don't know why I started this review saying how I liked it but didn't love it because it sounds like I did...I guess I had to write this down before I could figure out how I really felt about this book. I think its because, for once, I wished it was just a bit more romantic. This revelation is startling to me. Considering how repulsively mushy most YA books are...but tis true. I wished such a thing. Romance isn't bad. It just has to be done with good writing and good characters.