I've recently read the original Wuthering Heights. Inspired by an impressive film version, but not remembering well the original story, read long time ago - in my teens, in my native language (Slovak), therefore this time deciding for the original, which I liked a lot; it is quite a masterpiece! However, I felt somehow frustrated by its impotent platonic aspect (perfectly understandable/inevitable given the period and circumstances of its origin), and so I decided to inquire a bit... very quickly discovering this book (among a couple of others) and very quickly deciding to purchase it. And I didn't regret.
I've enormously enjoyed it. I was pleasantly surprised the whole work is not just about some primitive sexual text being inserted into the story (possibly rewritten in a simple, modern language), but actually a truly arousing, beautiful and clever EXPANDING of the original book. In some aspects, the psychology of the characters is even better explained here than by Emily Bronte herself. The whole writing is not shallow, but deep, with actually a very spiritual ending. And those places where the original story is a bit altered (mostly for erotic purposes), it is in no way far-fetched, but actually makes sense (and from more than erotic view). Very important is the fact that there are large portions of the text directly copied from the original, which keeps all important thoughts, descriptions, moods etc. preserved and intact. Therefore, I can only repeat that this book is a great expansion of the famous novel.
The author certainly deserves A+ for this assignment (or, as is custom in my country, 1*). :)
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A Beautiful Obsession
I lie in bed listening to the winds sweep over the moors, the delicate fragrance of heather slipping in through a crack in the casement and perfuming the inky air with a sigh of passion. Feeling a heavy presence settle next to me, I turn and gaze into eyes - dark, dangerous, a bit wild. As I roll toward him, he leans in, places his lips against the shell of my ear, and whispers, “My Darling, love IS pain …”Wait, sorry; sorry! Woke up a bit groggy with a bit of a book hangover and still mesmerized by visions of Heathcliff. Deep breaths and ... focus.Now while this is the same Heathcliff we all know and hate to love, here he is made even more tantalizing with his perversions and dirty dominance added by I.J. Miller. Emily Brontë’s original, a mix of Victorian and Gothic Romance, swells with the repressed sexuality of the times. This, however, is a beautifully dark obsession with lots of savage kink.Miller has taken the original text and added in what so many of us have craved all along: Sex - glorious, hedonistic, and abundant.All of the tormented tragedy of Brontë remains. We witness the obsessive passions between Heathcliff and Catherine rot them from the inside until the unavoidable end. Heathcliff’s love for Catherine and desire for revenge inevitably lead to her death, causing him to destroy the only thing he ever valued. Tragedy personified, Heathcliff is the anti-hero all women want. And Catherine is the same spoiled, pampered, vitriolic shrew all women wish they were.But really, let’s talk about the sex. Oh yes, the S-E-X. Because it's why WE'RE here, and IT'S here in more ways than even I can imagine. It’s depraved, wicked, immoral, and corrupt. It’s deviant and debauched and filthy. It’s smoldering, aberrant, and absolutely delicious. I felt a thrilling sense of voyeurism throughout and in need of multiple coolings down.For those who are fans of songwriter Jim Steinman, who has created some of the most romantic and over the top songs of the last half century, he cites the original as one of his favorite novels and wrote some of his best work while under the influence of its dark seduction. I truly hope Steinman has read this sexed-up version because I feel it would feed directly into his fantasies - as it did mine.But remember: The mind cannot discern between fantasy and reality, so let yours soar.
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I lie in bed listening to the winds sweep over the moors, the delicate fragrance of heather slipping in through a crack in the casement and perfuming the inky air with a sigh of passion. Feeling a heavy presence settle next to me, I turn and gaze into eyes - dark, dangerous, a bit wild. As I roll toward him, he leans in, places his lips against the shell of my ear, and whispers, “My Darling, love IS pain …”
Wait, sorry; sorry! Woke up a bit groggy with a bit of a book hangover and still mesmerized by visions of Heathcliff. Deep breaths and ... focus.
Now while this is the same Heathcliff we all know and hate to love, here he is made even more tantalizing with his perversions and dirty dominance added by I.J. Miller. Emily Brontë’s original, a mix of Victorian and Gothic Romance, swells with the repressed sexuality of the times. This, however, is a beautifully dark obsession with lots of savage kink.
Miller has taken the original text and added in what so many of us have craved all along: Sex - glorious, hedonistic, and abundant.
All of the tormented tragedy of Brontë remains. We witness the obsessive passions between Heathcliff and Catherine rot them from the inside until the unavoidable end. Heathcliff’s love for Catherine and desire for revenge inevitably lead to her death, causing him to destroy the only thing he ever valued. Tragedy personified, Heathcliff is the anti-hero all women want. And Catherine is the same spoiled, pampered, vitriolic shrew all women wish they were.
But really, let’s talk about the sex. Oh yes, the S-E-X. Because it's why WE'RE here, and IT'S here in more ways than even I can imagine. It’s depraved, wicked, immoral, and corrupt. It’s deviant and debauched and filthy. It’s smoldering, aberrant, and absolutely delicious. I felt a thrilling sense of voyeurism throughout and in need of multiple coolings down.
For those who are fans of songwriter Jim Steinman, who has created some of the most romantic and over the top songs of the last half century, he cites the original as one of his favorite novels and wrote some of his best work while under the influence of its dark seduction. I truly hope Steinman has read this sexed-up version because I feel it would feed directly into his fantasies - as it did mine.
But remember: The mind cannot discern between fantasy and reality, so let yours soar.
Wait, sorry; sorry! Woke up a bit groggy with a bit of a book hangover and still mesmerized by visions of Heathcliff. Deep breaths and ... focus.
Now while this is the same Heathcliff we all know and hate to love, here he is made even more tantalizing with his perversions and dirty dominance added by I.J. Miller. Emily Brontë’s original, a mix of Victorian and Gothic Romance, swells with the repressed sexuality of the times. This, however, is a beautifully dark obsession with lots of savage kink.
Miller has taken the original text and added in what so many of us have craved all along: Sex - glorious, hedonistic, and abundant.
All of the tormented tragedy of Brontë remains. We witness the obsessive passions between Heathcliff and Catherine rot them from the inside until the unavoidable end. Heathcliff’s love for Catherine and desire for revenge inevitably lead to her death, causing him to destroy the only thing he ever valued. Tragedy personified, Heathcliff is the anti-hero all women want. And Catherine is the same spoiled, pampered, vitriolic shrew all women wish they were.
But really, let’s talk about the sex. Oh yes, the S-E-X. Because it's why WE'RE here, and IT'S here in more ways than even I can imagine. It’s depraved, wicked, immoral, and corrupt. It’s deviant and debauched and filthy. It’s smoldering, aberrant, and absolutely delicious. I felt a thrilling sense of voyeurism throughout and in need of multiple coolings down.
For those who are fans of songwriter Jim Steinman, who has created some of the most romantic and over the top songs of the last half century, he cites the original as one of his favorite novels and wrote some of his best work while under the influence of its dark seduction. I truly hope Steinman has read this sexed-up version because I feel it would feed directly into his fantasies - as it did mine.
But remember: The mind cannot discern between fantasy and reality, so let yours soar.
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