This version of Wuthering Heights is set in Scotland, and if they took out all the botanical references, the close ups of the trees, of the butterflies, of the buds, of the soil, and of beetles, I think the movie would have been 20 minutes. This one was kind of a revision. They have the idea being that Catherine and Heathcliff fall in at least something when they’re children, but the major departure here is that Heathcliff isn’t an outsider, he’s actually black in this one. He’s an African American slave, so he is even more of an outsider than perhaps Laurence Olivier. What can I tell you? I mean, it’s an affecting story certainly. The original, I mean, the Bronte Sisters knew what they were doing, but the problem here is it’s too long, it’s too ponderous, and unfortunately the young Katherine doesn’t look at all like the older Katherine, and the older Katherine was only 19 when she died. So if we take the young Katherine as being 12 or 13 and she somehow morphs into somebody that doesn’t look at all like she did several years before, there’s a problem. However, having said that, it is an effecting story. I’ll give it two and a half stars.