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Saturday, October 18, 2008

Saturday, October 18, 2008 4:48 pm by M. in , , ,    No comments
Margaret Atwood insists on her economical reading of Wuthering Heights (check this previous post). From the Winnipeg Free Press:
Her lecture for the evening -- Debt as Plot -- was that fiction has been driven for centuries by the theme of debt, and she proceeded to deconstruct everything from Charles Dickens' A Christmas Carol to George Eliot's The Mill on the Floss.
"When I was young, I thought the 19th-century novel was driven by love," Atwood said. But now she sees Emily Bronte's tormented hero Heathcliff through different eyes, pointing out that he wreaks his revenge by buying the big manor, Wuthering Heights. (Margo Goodhand)
The Telegraph-Journal (Canada) interviews Mark Blagrave, author and Brontëite:
q Your favourite hero of fiction?
a I am fairly fickle, but I keep coming back to Jane Eyre for what she goes through and how she turns out in the end to be telling her own story.
Los Angeles Times talks with George Hamilton, who is now presenting his autobiography, Don't Mind If I Do, which he wrote with William Stadiem. Probably not enough to join the ranks of the Brontëites but curious nonetheless:
There's even good humor in a painting of Hamilton that adorns the dining room wall. It depicts a much younger -- and, yes, tanner -- Hamilton at his most suavely sophisticated, standing in what looks to be the moors of England.
"It's supposed to be from 'Wuthering Heights,' " he explained, laughing. (Susan King)
The Telegraph has an article about mountain bothies and Lockwood finds his way to be mentioned:
For those unfamiliar with the pleasures of walking or climbing, the mountainous areas of Britain are not known for their hospitality. Although their very wildness is the attraction, it is possible to walk for miles without coming across a single place in which to shelter.
In bad weather, ducking into a teashop and waiting for the sky to clear is not an option. Neither is it acceptable to bang on the door of strangers' homes requesting lodgings for the night, à la Wuthering Heights. (Mia Davis)
Brief reviews of Brontë novels can be found today on the blogosphere. Dbishundayal and Ichihara Symphony (in Spanish) review Wuthering Heights. And little woman and Las diez mejores novelas de la historia (in Spanish) review Jane Eyre.

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