![]() ![]() While Charlotte is set to be a teacher, Emily (known in the village as “the strange one”) romps across moorland, caressing trees and moss, rolling and falling in green with her beloved Byronic brother Branwell (Fionn Whitehead). Punctuated with fades-to-black that accentuate its fairytale fever-dream quality, Emily flashes back to the days when the young Brontë sisters delighted in the stories they told each other. ![]() Only later, when the literary torch is passed on and she can make peace with her own ghosts, does Charlotte start to realise what that “something” is… When Emily replies that she simply put pen to paper, Charlotte is unassuaged, insisting that “there is something…”. ![]() “It’s an ugly book,” Charlotte complains as her sister Emily ( Sex Education’s Emma Mackey) swoons beside her, a three-volume edition of the offending text (“full of selfish people who only really care for themselves”) propped next to a medicine bottle at her elbow. “H ow did you write Wuthering Heights?” demands a rattled Charlotte Brontë (Alexandra Dowling) in the opening moments of this inventive, urgent gothic fable that, like Andrew Dominik’s misunderstood Blonde, could hardly be mistaken for a drearily factual biopic. ![]()
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