WUTHERING HEIGHTS by Emily Brontë

I got curious when I saw that „Wuthering Heights“ showed up as a trending book - much to my embarrassement I realized - I must be the last person to hear that a new film adaptation will be out on Valentine Day. But it is a good reason to re-read this classic. I might not queue for a ticket but I would like to discuss the book with you.

NYT writes about the book and the hype:
„If “Wuthering Heights” is a romance, it is the kind with more seething than swooning. Sure, its characters caress every hundred pages or so. But mostly it’s a lot of trudging across frosty moors, beating back mysterious illnesses and offloading anger on the next generation.

Yet the book, Emily Brontë’s only novel, is revealing its prickly charms to a new wave of readers.

The occasion is a movie adaptation from the director Emerald Fennell that will arrive in theaters just before Valentine’s Day. In preparation, thousands of people have picked up its source material, a Gothic tale of obsession and resentment published in 1847, the year before its author’s death.

Some are greeting an old friend, or at least an old high school assignment. Others are new to Thrushcross Grange.

“My ego won’t let me go see the movie without reading the book,” said Aadi Miglani, 23, who works in academic publishing in New York and is reading the novel for the first time. (No spoilers, please: She is on Chapter 18.)…“
So if you feel anything like Aadi - come and discuss with me.