Wuthering Heights: A Stormy Saga on the Moors

Okay, lads and lasses—let’s talk about “Wuthering Heights.” You know, the kind of film that teases your emotions like a pack of Swedish hounds chasing a fox in a winter forest. Directed by Andrea Arnold and starring the moody James Howson as Heathcliff and Kaya Scodelario as the tempestuous Cathy, it dives into the classic tale, giving it a fresh yet haunting spin.

Arnold brings that raw, gritty feeling. It’s like chewing on an old Swedish knäckebröd—chewy, a bit hard to swallow, but ultimately satisfying. I remember tackling the book in high school – it felt like climbing Kebnekaise, tough but you savour the view at the top. This film brings all that tumultuous emotion to life amidst the windswept moors and grey skies.

The cinematography, I think, is what really stands out. It’s so dreary you almost feel the chill of the wind biting your cheeks—reminds me of that one New Year’s Eve at Skansen when I almost froze my knackers off. The visuals pull you in, even when the pacing slightly drags like trying to cycle up a Stockholm hill after a heavy lunch at Gamla Stan.

But let’s be real, not everything sticks like a Swedish August day. The dialogue is sparse, leaving more room for brooding—my dad used to say you could cut the tension with a butter knife, but sometimes a bit more chatter wouldn’t hurt.

Overall, “Wuthering Heights” might not be everyone’s cup of glögg, but it’s worth a watch if you love rich characters and a story as twisted as a Swedish pretzel. Grab a cozy blanket, a strong cup of coffee, and let the Yorkshire moors take you on a ride.

Check the trailer below