Really, who cares about that Mr Rochester?

Tanya Gold has done it again: her (lack of) knowledge on the Brontës truly has no end. As seen in the Guardian:

We are, apparently, scrabbling around for what biologists call "genetic benefits" and "resource benefits". Genetic benefits are the genes that produce healthy children. Resource benefits are the things that help us protect our healthy children, which is why women sometimes like men with big houses. Jane Eyre, I think, can be read as a love letter to a big house.

You see, the actual drama at the end of Jane Eyre is not that Mr Rochester is crippled and blind, but that Thornfield, Jane's true love, is burnt to the ground.

The Times compares the original sketches for Wallace and Gromit to Emily Brontë's manuscripts:

Like the manuscripts of Charles Dickens that showed the genesis of David Copperfield, or the poems of Emily Brontë that hint at Heathcliff, sketchbook doodlings revealed by The Times today show how Nick Park created Wallace and Gromit. (Will Pavia)

Absolutely. That is exactly why the fact that we have no manuscript original of Wuthering Heights is so sad.

On the blogosphere, Tannu Tuva writes about Kate Bush's Wuthering Heights and Mike Adkins posts briefly about MTV's take on Wuthering Heights. Finally, the Brontë Parsonage Blog posts about the Val Wiseman concert in Dewsbury:

The show was in just the right venue: Val Wiseman, at the mike beneath gothic arches, made frequent references to her musings on Patrick Brontë, about how he would have walked where she walked in Dewsbury Minster, about what he might think of the music. Her personal engagement (dating back to childhood) was total, which resulted in her effectively bringing to life through narrative and song such characters as Blanche Ingram from Jane Eyre, Helen Huntingdon from The Tenant of Wildfell Hall and Catherine Earnshaw from Wuthering Heights. There were many references to and quotes from Brontë texts in her lyrics (I particularly liked her take on Blanche), and she explained all the contexts more than adequately for the benefit of those in the audience who might not be as fully acquainted with the poetry and the novels as herself. (Richard Wilcocks)

Categories: Jane Eyre, Music, Weirdo, Wuthering Heights