I probably read Wuthering Heights when I was 12 and like many I loved Heathcliff in all his obsessive glory. But I wanted the book to be more, well, romantic. I wanted that feel good moment when Cathy and Heathcliff ride off into the sunset with their own happy ending. I hope this isn't a spoiler when I say, I was hurt when that didn't happen. So I had no intention of watching the latest interpretation of WH until I saw THAT poster. You know the one, Jacob Elordi holding Margot Robbie in an impressive clinch cover embrace. My God, that poster was made for every lover of bodice rippers. You literally could not keep me away from the film. It captures the heat of the couple's relationship, Heathcliff's dominance and Cathy's helpless submission to their love (lust?). And for me, the movie does the same. But even if it didn't, that poster, and all of its over the top juiciness, lives rent free in my mind.
