If you know me, then you know I think Twilight is just garbage. It's not even well written garbage like 50 Shades of Gray... It's just pure and unadulterated horse manure. I've been known to read a classic or two for fun and I was reading Wuthering Heights for the first time a few years ago, and I had heard about how romantic it was. As I was reading I thought, "wow, this is some good writing." I also realized that the story was somewhat creepy, and Heathcliff is arguably one of the most creepy romantic leads ever. He started out well, but was then abused and mistreated by Catherines brother and others for being a "bastard". That fact at least lends some reason and "credibility" to his abusive and obsessive and possessive behavior. Edward has no such back story. He just is creepy. He watches her while she sleeps, at first without her asking, he stares at her, presumably because he's confused about his inability to read her mind(creepy talent), and he even admits to her that his first instinct is to rip out her throat. I don't understand Bella and her love of him. Where is this girls instincts? I guess that's another post entirely, but the point is valid.
First lets compare the story line. The main themes in both are; Love, Obsession, Control, and Love triangles(or in Wuthering heights Love Quadrangles).
In both Twilight and Wuthering Heights, Love is equated as being Obsession. Now Bronte doesn't admit these things as being healthy, nor does she encourage them as all but Edgar(it's important to realize that Edgar truly loved Catherine and was not unhealthily obsessed) die rather immediately. Meyers however, looks at this traditionally unhealthy quality as being good and encourages them with a happy ending for the characters that have those characteristics. In Wuthering Heights it's also important to realize that instead of giving the happy ending to those that were obsessive and controlling Bronte gives a happy ending to Catherine(the daughter of Catherine and Edgar) and Hareton, they formed a friendship and they both cared for each other in a kind and compassionate way rather than being possessive and controlling.
Let's compare the two men who are vying for the respected affection of their ladies:
Jacob= Edgar Linton
Edward= Heathcliff
Jacob is arguably or at least in my opinion the better choice for Bellas health, both mentally and physically. He is a bit childish though, but he is still a teenager after all. He's still unreasonably obsessed with Bella. He's often trying to impress Bella with his masculinity.
Edgar is also in my opinion the better choice for Cathy's health, but I understand why she's bored with him. He's quite conventional and a bit too polite and too considerate. If you're used to adventure and to having an intimate relationship as Cathy has with Heathcliff, I understand why Edgar who is plain, traditional, and very very very much the opposite of Heathcliff in almost every way might not be the favorite.
Edward is quite possibly the most ridiculous character ever created. He's supposedly so beautiful that it's ethereal and that is to be attributed to his vampirism. He's obsessive and originally it's because he can't figure out why he can't read Bellas mind and because her particular blood type or whatever is especially attractive and he literally can't stay away because it's like heroin or cocaine or some other drug. He's also possessive because when they're together, Edward takes it upon himself to escort her EVERYWHERE. Even when they're not, he follows her everywhere. Does that not SCREAM stalker to anyone? He is abusive because... well here's a list on how to tell if someone is being abused and comparing it to Edwards behavior towards Bella in the "saga" http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/critical-analysis-of-twilight/articles/21294/title/ways-edward-cullen-abusive I just don't like Edward to be honest. He's annoying right down the way he talks about himself. He's self-loathing and pathetic. It's not an attractive quality. There's also no REAL reason as to WHY he is crazy obsessive, possessive, and just creepy! His backstory is especially mild. He was an orphan but adopted by carlisle and the cullen family and given special privilege. He wasn't denied anything made evident by the "stupid shiny volvo" and the numerous other things he's been given and privileged to have in life... er death?
Heathcliff is adopted by Catherines father but treated with contempt by all because it is assumed that he must be the bastard son of Cathy's father. Cathy's brother is especially cruel and abusive as they grow up together taking every chance to degrade Heathcliff and thus producing the cruel and mean-spirited man he is. Heathcliff in the beginning is a sweet gentle boy who is immediately attracted to Cathy, presumably because women are more compassionate and an orphaned boy would have realized that at this point in his life. They soon became best friends and eventually fall into "love" which could easily be called obsession on both parts, but the difference is that Cathy knew heathcliff before his cruelty manifested itself. Therefore I think she truly loved him or at least her memory of him. Heathcliff is still no good for Cathy. He tried to make her jealous by leaving and marrying Isabella Linton and having impregnated her he thoroughly made Cathy Jealous. Cathy was also pregnant at the time and while she was pregnant went out to where she and heathcliff used to play and make love, while it was rainy and cold, and thus she became ill and not long after giving birth she died. Heathcliff ultimately ruined her, and Bronte showcased that this kind of "love" is unhealthy and leads to ruin. Heathcliff is often proclaimed as a Byronic hero, he's cruel, miserable, and jealous yet is capable of displaying kind affection and true love.
Now let's compare the Ladies these men are trying to woo
Bella=Cathy
Bella is a teenager who's just moved to forks washington. She's new in town and knows no one. The people of the town are quite welcoming towards her and genuinely take interest in her. Everyone except Edward that is, who is a complete jerk to her and completely avoids her in the beginning. Despite this, which in any normal self-respecting female would send a red flag warning, Bella finds herself drawn to him. She find him hypnotic. In the 2nd book Edward lies about his reasons for abandoning Bella and tries to kill himself. Not in my opinion very stable qualities in a person. Yet Bella is the ever forgiving and dutiful love interest and her unreasonable sever devotion to him ultimately leads to her giving up her identity and self worth.
Cathy is a young woman who is in love with the idea of what Heathcliff used to be. She and heathcliff grew up together in this fantasy childhood that was ripped away when her father died and her brother came into power. She marries Edgar Linton because he is kind and the best suitor for her because of status and her brothers approval. She is happy until Isabella, Edgars sister, runs off with Heathcliff because she is mislead into believing him to being a romantic hero who returns her affections when he doesn't, runs off with heathcliff and becomes pregnant with his child. She is so ruined by this that she runs out into the cold and goes to the place where she and Hathcliff used to play as children. She dies from complications of her own pregnancy that were most probably caused by these actions. So in effect Heathcliff literally RUINS her.
Twilight could have been a marvelous book if it had portrayed Edward in a similar light as Heathcliff, however Meyers didn't like that the "hero" died so she made it so they could be "together".
There's so many other reasons why Twilight and Wuthering Heights are both horrible stories... Wuthering Heights is slightly more acceptable because of symbolism and the way it portrays the characters, but only just, and it's still depressing.
Do you like Twilight? Why or Why not?
Please no, "Edwards so hot!" or "Heathcliff loves Cathy" Duh. Those are two things these books hinge upon.
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Monday, December 3, 2012
Why Estrogen is horrible.
Hello blogosphere (is that even a word?).
I'm here today to tell you all about the horrible effects of Estrogen. That hormone that, at least in my cycle, tends to show up the week before or the week of Shark week(code talk for period).
It's way of making me cry for absolutely no reason except that it's coursing through my veins at an accelerated rate is not only mind boggling, it's dangerous.
Most women are full of estrogen all the time and they're cool with that. Me? I have a good amount of estrogen, hopefully within normal range, but I'm not into baby pink things or fluffy shirts and stuffed animals. I'm just not that kind of girl. I'm also not on the other side of the scale of womanhood where skimpy outfits and heels that make you look like a skanky supermodel are the norm. I'm a bookish, computerish, casually dabbles in makeup and day dresses, but usually wears jeans and a t-shirt she got at youth camp or in college type of girl.
There's this once a month fiasco that comes along and ruins me brick by brick. I'll be shopping and all of the sudden instead of being in the book section, I'll be intrigued by the magazines across the aisle... Instead of my girl power rock music I'll browse the pop music section of iTunes... I even sometimes get the sudden urge to bleach my hair to a platinum blonde. It's like I become a completely different person, and it's horrible. I wish I could make it stop. but I can't.
It's like... a Cinderella spell gone horribly wrong. Instead of it being over by midnight, it takes 5-7 days to get over. My fairy godmother sucks.
Couple the estrogen with my extroversion, and instead of the Independent "Wanna hang out later" person I usually am", you get the, dependent "PLEASE HANG OUT WITH ME I'M SO LONELY" person. I'm honestly not okay with this. I try really hard not to be/appear lonely... even though if I'm not around people I'm usually feeling lonely... So when that once a month train rolls into town, I feel desperate, conflicted, and there's a lot of self loathing involved.
Afterward it's like the last episode in a season of survivor. Where everyone's so pretty and polished and you're just like "Is Ruben wearing a suit?" and oddly... everyone's okay with it... It's feels like what I imagine people feel like after being released from jail. "I'm free!"
Moral of the story? Being on your period is like being jailed away from happiness.
I'm here today to tell you all about the horrible effects of Estrogen. That hormone that, at least in my cycle, tends to show up the week before or the week of Shark week(code talk for period).
It's way of making me cry for absolutely no reason except that it's coursing through my veins at an accelerated rate is not only mind boggling, it's dangerous.
Most women are full of estrogen all the time and they're cool with that. Me? I have a good amount of estrogen, hopefully within normal range, but I'm not into baby pink things or fluffy shirts and stuffed animals. I'm just not that kind of girl. I'm also not on the other side of the scale of womanhood where skimpy outfits and heels that make you look like a skanky supermodel are the norm. I'm a bookish, computerish, casually dabbles in makeup and day dresses, but usually wears jeans and a t-shirt she got at youth camp or in college type of girl.
There's this once a month fiasco that comes along and ruins me brick by brick. I'll be shopping and all of the sudden instead of being in the book section, I'll be intrigued by the magazines across the aisle... Instead of my girl power rock music I'll browse the pop music section of iTunes... I even sometimes get the sudden urge to bleach my hair to a platinum blonde. It's like I become a completely different person, and it's horrible. I wish I could make it stop. but I can't.
It's like... a Cinderella spell gone horribly wrong. Instead of it being over by midnight, it takes 5-7 days to get over. My fairy godmother sucks.
Couple the estrogen with my extroversion, and instead of the Independent "Wanna hang out later" person I usually am", you get the, dependent "PLEASE HANG OUT WITH ME I'M SO LONELY" person. I'm honestly not okay with this. I try really hard not to be/appear lonely... even though if I'm not around people I'm usually feeling lonely... So when that once a month train rolls into town, I feel desperate, conflicted, and there's a lot of self loathing involved.
Afterward it's like the last episode in a season of survivor. Where everyone's so pretty and polished and you're just like "Is Ruben wearing a suit?" and oddly... everyone's okay with it... It's feels like what I imagine people feel like after being released from jail. "I'm free!"
Moral of the story? Being on your period is like being jailed away from happiness.
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