I've read it several times and yet each time I read it I just can't help liking it more and more. Emily Brontë is definitely a great writer and Wuthering Heights an immortal masterpiece. This time I was lucky to find an audiobook, quite an old one, of WH and spent a half-day listening to it carefully and remembering all those moments of my life which were put to the joy of learning about English language and what makes a good novel at the same time.
Wuthering Heights is not a love story. It's not really about love at all. It's about hatred and is the most vivid and lively description of it that has ever been seen in print. Heathcliff, the despicable protagonist (I can't really consider him an antagonist), is a symbol of wrath and hatred and inhumane character but yet it is too hard for the reader to hate him. It's as if he never had a choice. It's as if he cannot understand the world the way others do. In my eyes he's a brilliantly interesting character and a most memorable one. On the other hand, I had almost no uneasiness in hating Joseph or even Linton or Cathy. They were all proud, in their own ways, and silly and selfish. I certainly like the course of the story but I'm not really sure if Cathy deserved the happiness that she got to. If I was the writer, WH would have ended in a much more severe tragedy, leaving Mr. Lockwood and Ellen to mourn over it. :)
Finally, I should describe EB's fine work by the words that Washington Post once used to praise The Old Man and the Sea: "Every word tells, and there is not a word too many."
In some parts of the story, Charlotte Brontë succeeds in
unveiling the feelings of her characters very vividly, but those parts
are only rarely encountered.
Overall, this story really does worth the time spent to read it, but is not as good as Jane Eyre or her sister's Wuthering Heights for sure.