I hadn’t intended to go and see Emerald Fennell’s new Wuthering Heights adaptation as I’d been put off by the trailer and the early reviews being almost universally negative, but I wasn’t doing much else yesterday and made a last minute decision to go, in the hope that it wouldn’t be as bad as it sounded!

Wuthering Heights is one of my favourite books and I’m under no misconceptions about it being a ‘romantic love story’, no matter how much the book and various film versions may have been marketed that way. I first read it when I was thirteen and I wasn’t particularly interested in reading romance novels at that age anyway, so I loved it for the dark, twisted, passionate Gothic novel it is. To me, it’s the perfect book and I would probably be critical of any adaptation that’s not completely faithful. I tried to go in with an open mind, although I knew it would be difficult.

There’s been a lot of criticism of the casting of Jacob Elordi as Heathcliff, due to him not being the ‘dark-skinned gypsy’ Emily Brontë describes (we don’t know exactly what his racial background is, but the general consensus is that he’s not white like Elordi). Interestingly, Fennell has cast Asian actors in the roles of Edgar Linton and Nelly Dean, taking away the whole idea of Heathcliff being looked down upon because of his skin colour. As for Edgar’s sister, Isabella, she’s reduced to a comedy character in this version, with a silly, childish voice (and there’s a strong implication that she’s actually enjoying the abuse she receives from Heathcliff). The biggest problem with the casting, though, at least for me personally, was 35-year-old Margot Robbie playing Cathy, a brown-haired teenager in the book. She was completely wrong for the part, with her age, her blonde hair and bright red dresses, all of which kept breaking any immersion in the story that I was starting to feel.

As usual, the whole second half of the book is missed out (so no younger Catherine, Linton Heathcliff or Hareton Earnshaw), eliminating some of the novel’s important themes and subplots. I don’t understand why it’s apparently so difficult to adapt the whole book – yes, there would have to be flashbacks, a framing story, shifting timelines etc, but surely that’s not impossible to deal with? In this version, there’s also no Mr Lockwood, which means we don’t get the famous ghost scene – and most inexplicably, no Hindley Earnshaw. Instead, the characteristics of Hindley and his (and Cathy’s) father, old Mr Earnshaw, are combined into one character, played wonderfully by Martin Clunes, who does a great job and is the star of the show, in my opinion! Leaving out Hindley, though, removes the whole storyline involving his rivalry with Heathcliff and later, Heathcliff’s scheme to take revenge.

Despite everything I’ve said, this wasn’t a bad way to pass a few hours on a cold, wet Sunday afternoon and I’m sure other people were probably enjoying it more than I was. The film does at least look great – beautiful cinematography, dramatic Yorkshire Dales scenery and dark and brooding interior sets. If you’ve seen it, let me know what you thought. I’m particularly curious to know whether it worked better for people who’ve never read the book or don’t love the book as much as I do.