"It is not he that I love, it is a creature of my imagination." - “It is not he that I love, it is a creature of my imagination.” - *Anne Brontë, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall (via antigonick)*
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Director Nick Tait captures all the melodrama and realism in a fast-paced performance, which brilliantly utilises the backstage talents of technicals Harry Rowbotham and Casey Windle, set designer Charlotte Thornton, landscape design and painter Christopher Halliwell and set builders Phil Claxton and Karl Worthington, under the watchful eye of stage manager Serena Valentine.The forthcoming novel Jane Steele by Lyndsay Faye has made it onto Bustle's list of '15 Of The Best Books Of March 2016 That Will Make Your Literary Kite Soar'.
So many scene changes on a small stage create a real challenge and Vance’'s reworking occasionally makes the narration by Lockwood and servant Nelly Dean a bit clunky.
Joshua Smith is a solid Heathcliff, most compellingly coming to life as his younger self, while Sarah Spencer, as Catherine, convincingly portrays her many sides, from free spirit and tantrums to fiery young woman standing up for herself in a man’s world before her descent into ill health.
Cein Edwards, as the likeable, outspoken Nelly Dean, winningly holds it all together with style — and most of the laughs.
Dennis John conveys a real threatening presence, even if a little one-dimensional, as Hindley, Will Couchman is suitably two-faced as gentrified Edgar Linton,
Natalie Lee makes a fine foil for Catherine as Isabella, while Adam Foley is every inch the part of Hareton, who eventually finds love with young Cathy, as a sparkly Lara Bundock is transformed from the unhappy prisoner of Wuthering Heights.
It may not quite hit the heights of some of the company’s other recent productions, but a hard-working cast makes it an enjoyable night in the theatre. (Michael Upton)
14. Jane Steele by Lyndsay Faye (March 22; G.P. Putnam's Sons)Marie Claire publishes an excerpt from Rebecca Traister's new book All the Single Ladies:
"Reader, I murdered him." In this delectable novel, Lyndsay Faye draws on Jane Eyre to create a searing 19th-century story of a young woman's murderous past. Bronte fans and unfamiliar readers alike will be sucked into Jane's rich story, filled with love and secrets a plenty. This book will take you on a dark and unforgettable journey. (Melissa Ragsdale)
I always hated it when my heroines got married. [...]Mother Jones shares some highlights from the book as well.
And Jane Eyre: Oh, smart, resourceful, sad Jane. Her prize, readers, after a youth of fighting for some smidgen of autonomy? Marrying him: the bad-tempered guy who kept his first wife in the attic, wooed Jane through a series of elaborate head games, and was, by the time she landed him, blind and missing a hand.
1. Best friends are as important—often more important—than spouses: Perhaps the most emotionally impactful chapter in All the Single Ladies is the section on female friendships. The chapter is named "Dangerous as Lucifer Matches" after an accusation from Charlotte Brontë's husband, Arthur Nicholls, who was not happy about her correspondence with her best friend, Ellen Nussey. Brontë wrote to Nussey that Nicholls felt "such letters as mine...are dangerous as Lucifer matches" and bade her destroy the letters after reading them. Nussey wrote back, pledging that she would—but she never did. (Becca Andrews)Yes! Magazine broaches this same subject of female friendship when reviewing The Social Sex: A History of Female Friendship by Marilyn Yalom and Theresa Donovan Brown.
I have long been fascinated by female friendship. My favorite authors are those who embrace the subject in all its unwieldy, precious complexity: Charlotte Brontë, Audre Lorde, Elena Ferrante. But—perhaps as a means of self-preservation—I am chronically slow to understand how my passions are fundamentally self-interested. Loving women, I realize, has never merely been for me a natural inclination, but rather an urge tied up in life-sustaining necessity. I define myself through my love of women, and yet I’ve never been capable of grasping why this is the case. [...]The Yorkshire Evening Post looks at George Orwell's links to Leeds and Yorkshire.
Of course there is comfort in understanding one’s tendencies as knit into a long historical or literary tapestry. As a girl, my mentors in female companionship were authors Lucy Maud Montgomery and Charlotte Brontë. I relished the way Montgomery’s Anne Shirley and Diana Barry created a world of their own through the passionate fusion of their imaginations. I longed to love and be loved like Jane Eyre and Helen Burns and was inconsolable when death wedged itself between them. (Rachel Vorona Cote)
He also visited the Haworth Parsonage where he said he was “chiefly impressed by a pair of Charlotte Brontë’s cloth-topped boots, very small, with square toes and lacing up the sides”. (Donald Taylor)Norte Digital (Mexico) likens politics and power to Wuthering Heights.
La política y su necesario correlato, el poder omnímodo, no está eximida de ser el escenario ideal de historias de amor y venganza, de odio y locura, de vida y muerte, lo retrata con precisión la británica Emily Brontë, en su fenomenal Cumbres Borrascosas. A menudo, las lágrimas son la última sonrisa del amor desenfrenado. (Francisco Rodríguez) (Translation)The Stone and Eccleshall Gazette announces that tis year's
Beautiful Borders [a gardening competition] have a literary theme for 2016, so there’s no shortage of inspiration! Will you glean ideas from Philippa Pearce’s Tom’s Midnight Garden, or maybe the symbolic Manderley in Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier? Alternatively, use one of the famous literary anniversaries in 2016 as your starting point; such as Charlotte Brontë and Beatrix Potter.Kirkus Reviews A Man of Genius by Lynn Rosen:
Slow but lovingly crafted and complex; a nightstand book for lovers of Wuthering Heights and Bleak House.Culture Counter Magazine features Wide Sargasso Sea. There's a Brontëite constructor in Connect Business Magazine. The Lit Bitch reviews The Madwoman Upstairs by Catherine Lowell.