I am now, officially, not an Emily Bronte fan. What can I say? I tried, I succeeded in reading the book, finally, but was not overy impressed. It was not what I thought it would be.
I thought there would be love involved. Instead there was only selfishness, greed, and all manner of similar sins. Oh, yes, and abuse. Not one of the characters was the least bit likable, really, and all of them were intent on their own interests at all times. And just when you finish with one story, it's repeated in the next generation, with similar results.
That being said, I was a bit surprised by the ending. All in all, however, I found the book depressing and it was all I could do to get through it, once and for all. I will not be returning to Emily Bronte's world but the question is, how does Charlotte's world compare?
I know this is a lackluster, pathetic review, but it's all I can muster for a book that's brought me down every time I've picked it up.
