An impeccable visual exercise that captures the hostility of the environment, but fails by stripping the protagonists of soul and dialogue, leaving an empty shell where there should be destructive passion. (4/10) I honestly don’t understand how this movie has an average rating above 5. My guess? Most people voting are either still head-over-heels for Kaya Scodelario (we all loved her in Skins, but that's not enough to save this) or they were simply looking for a beautiful background to fall asleep to. The Vibe: The only great thing here is the raw, "neglected" rural atmosphere. The cinematography is top-tier; you can almost smell the mud and feel the wind of the moors. If you want a nature documentary, this is a 10/10. The Fail: But as a movie? It’s painfully slow. The script is non-existent. They took Emily Brontë’s masterpiece and sucked the soul out of it. Catherine is supposed to be a spoiled, posh brat, but here she (and everyone else) is just a hollow shell. They traded the toxic, destructive passion of the book for endless shots of insects and grass. The Verdict: A visual triumph, but an emotional void. A 4/10 is being generous just for the scenery. If you want real fire, go watch the 1992 version or wait for the 1939 classic.

Lord give me the strength

Heathcliff's casting was great and the cinematography was beautiful, but the film struggled with pacing and character depth. some crucial narration was cut, particularly from nelly's perspective, which took away a lot of the story's richness. it also glossed over some of the characters' complexities. while it made for a visually striking film, it didn't quite capture the depth and nuance of the novel, which makes it fall a little short for me.

"More myself than I am."

Omg, rarely seen something so boring and lampy