Austen by way of Emily Brontë

First of all, an important announcement from the Brontë Parsonage Museum:

Due to our inability to fulfil orders at the present time, our online shop is also now closed. If you would like to support us in a different way, please make a donation via our website at https://t.co/f7ltQnV6vF. Thank you.

— Brontë Parsonage (@BronteParsonage) April 2, 2020

If you had planned a visit to the Brontë Parsonage Museum for Easter, you might want to consider donating the money you would have spent there, for instance.

In Ask a Book Critic, Vox recommends books for very specific self-isolation moods.

Mood: utterly spent but still wanting to feel at least a little bit smart. I’m looking for genre fiction that goes down easy without making me feel dumb. A mood I know well! [...] Maybe also throw in a little Lyndsay Faye — I’m a fan of Jane Steele, which reimagines Jane Eyre as a serial killer. (Constance Grady)

The New York Review of Books discusses Caleb Crain’s novel Overthrow.

This is a stylistic tic, a bit like Jane Austen or Charlotte Brontë glossing an English region as “––––––shire,” and yet to anyone who has the most basic familiarity with New York, Crain’s coyness quickly takes on an unintended comedy. (Jason Farago)

Martlet features Emily, University of Victoria’s feminist newspaper from the 1980s.

In the very first issue of the Emily, from Oct. 28, 1982, there is an editorial that attributes the naming of the publication in recognition of significant Emilys in history — Emily Brontë, Emily Dickenson [sic], Emily Carr, Emily Murphy, and Emily Pankhurst are all specifically noted. (Emily Fagan)

National Review has an article on Autumn de Wilde's screen adaptation of Jane Austen's Emma.

Thus in Joe Wright’s 2005 Pride and Prejudice, we were given Austen by way of Emily Brontë, with primness abandoned for earthiness, an emotive, miscast Keira Knightley as Elizabeth Bennet, and a Darcy in Matthew Macfadyen whose undone shirts made him look less a prosperous landowner than a Byronic intellectual on the make. (Ross Douthat)

Newsday has asked 'a range of Long Islanders about their current “comfort movie”'.

Kerry Kearney, blues musician, Breezy Point
“I’m not a drinker, I’m not a partier. I don’t really go out much,” Kearney says – something of a surprise coming from a lifelong bluesman. Another surprise: His new comfort movie is “Ryan’s Daughter,” David Lean’s romantic World War I epic from 1970, starring Sarah Miles, Christopher Jones and Robert Mitchum. Kearney DVR’d the film from a recent TCM broadcast and watched it over the course of three nights. “I’m a blues guy, and so people always think of the blues as kind of rough and dirty,” Kearney says. “But I love ‘Wuthering Heights’ and really sappy movies from another era.” (Rafer Guzmán)

Shortlist offers readers the possibility of voting for 'The 45 best book-to-film adaptations ever'. Wuthering Heights 1939 is one of them.

30. Wuthering Heights (Emily Brontë)
Film: 1939
Director: William Wyler
Laurence Olivier – the actor’s actor – portraying the brooding Heathcliff and the elegant Merle Oberon playing opposite him as Cathy are the pair that bring to life one of literature’s greatest (and doomed) love affairs. For brevity’s sake, Wyler omits the second half of Brontë’s masterpiece, but this adaptation captures all the gothic majesty of the book. (Marc Chacksfield)