"‘God did not give me my life to throw away.’" - “‘God did not give me my life to throw away.’” - *Charlotte Bronte, Jane Eyre*
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But as Lifeline Theatre’s feverish new stage version of the great gothic romance suggests, this tale also can be told with an almost balletic intensity and physicality — and with enough sound and fury, yearning and emotional heat — to verge on the hallucinatory. [...]Speaking of Wuthering Heights, this is how The Regina Leader-Post sums up the classic 1939 film version:
Best of all is Cameron Feagin’s exquisite portrayal of Nelly Dean, the enduring and anguished housekeeper who has seen all the insanity and pain of these families. That knowledge permeates Feagin’s honeyed voice and embracing warmth as she serves as the narrator forever attempting to make sense of all the twisted passion she ha witnessed.
Calvit’s adaptation initially confuses the story by attempting to show the two generations in dreamlike tandem, but within a scene or two she deftly sorts everything out.
Alan Donahue’s swirling green set, moodily lit by Sarah Hughey, is splendidly enhanced by Andrew Hansen’s music and sound design. His evocation of a rain-drenched purgatory is so convincing that I had to peek outside the theater at intermission to see if a real thunderstorm had occurred. (Hedy Weiss) (Read the full review)
An aristocrat falls in love with her father's stableboy.Somehow that doesn't sound like Wuthering Heights at all. If Emily Brontë isn't turning and tossing in her grave for that then, according to Monsters and Critics, she
is facing fierce competition from the grave — Snooki is putting pen to paper and publishing her very first book! (Frances Kindon)Anyway, back to the stage as The Temple Daily Telegram reports the opening of the Temple School Thespians' Jane Eyre.
I am currently reading… I’ve just finished Jane Eyre, and before that I read Wuthering Heights. I love classic literature. (Benita Adesuyan)The Frederick News Post reports that a recent Mid Valley Homemakers meeting included as the
Thought for the Day, a poem by Emily Brontë about fall (Devra Boesch)We are quite sure that would be Fall, leaves, fall.
“Virginia Woolf had madness, George Eliot had ostracism, Jane Austen had no privacy, the Brontë Sisters never went anywhere and died young, and Zora Hurston had no money and poor health.” (Mary Belk)We are sorry to contradict her, but the Brontës did go to places. Travelling to the continent (and Ireland as well, in Charlotte's case) in the 19th-century was quite an achievement.