#vilette

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John and Lucy

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What are you reading/watching rn? what do you think of it?

I’m reading Vilette by Charlotte Brontë and OH MY WORD, it’s so good. She keeps side-swiping at Catholics, but the more the book goes on, the more I think she’s doing something more/other than swiping at Catholicism. It’s very interesting. And super gothic!

I’m not watching anything new—I just saw The Wild Robot and it did not disappoint, everyone should watch that one!

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I believe in some blending of hope and sunshine sweetening the worst lots. I believe that this life is not all; neither the beginning nor the end. I believe while I tremble; I trust while I weep.

Villette by Charlotte Bronte

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What kind of sorcery is this!? Imagine the Brontë sisters turning into "Power Rangers"?

I love it!

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-NKXNThJ610

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What is your favorite book by the Bronte sisters

Jane Eyre

Wuthering Heights

The Tenant of Wildfell Hall

Agnes Grey

Shirley

Vilette

The Professor

Voting ended onMar 14, 2023

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Thoughts on Emily (2022)

Yeah yeah, not accurate at all, but but but as a translation of the themes of Wuthering Heights (and may I add, Jane Eyre and Vilette) into the lives of the Brontë siblings…… I’m speechless

First, disclaimer, I do not condone the heterosexuality and like to think of Emily as someone who could conjure up all those feelings of desire, hatred, longing, without having to undergo a love affair in the process. But it would’ve been so easy to come up with a Heathcliff to Emily’s Cathy, and I think the movie avoided this in the best way possible. It seemed to me that Emily’s proximity to both Branwell and William was there to show her the possibility of expansion of the self, duality found within a “best earthly companion” (to borrow from Charlotte), while not making neither of them Heathcliff. Both Heathcliff and Cathy were rather in the emotions that these relationships stirred within Emily, getting to the heart of Cathy’s cry of “I am Heathcliff”. It’s Emily who cries “let me in”, it’s Emily who’s left in the abyss. Moreover, I adored the scene where William tells Emily she’s not a fish in the pond of Haworth, but a fish in the deep ocean of the moors. The impression the moors give of being frozen waves, together with the constant howling of the wind, falling of the rain, and crashing of the waves in the soundtrack stirred all the sensuality of the landscape, Emily’s expansion into it and her belonging solely in that wilderness.

Second, I do not condone of Charlotte’s portrait either - at times, it seemed lazy black-and-white setting of the prim vs the rebellious sister. That being said, I forgave it all at the final scene, when Charlotte sits by Emily’s desk and feels Inspiration coming through the window. If we look at the portrayal of Charlotte as that of a time when she was at her most repressed, shutting off everything that made her truly herself for worldly approval, then the final scene serves to recognise the fiery passion, wilderness, and desolation that exists too in her prose. The torch of passion is lit in her for writing Jane Eyre, and most devastatingly, so is that of solitude, made so poignant in the character of Emily, and which will haunt Charlotte even more after her sisters’ deaths, to the writing of Vilette. So, though Emily (2022) had 2 things that are pet peeves of mine in interpretations of the Brontës’ lives, it left me in the end with the swollen heart of one who had just finished WH/JE/V for the first time, a feeling I’d thought I’d never have again. So I guess I loved it.

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Junelezen Day 17: More Heroes

Bathed in the warm glow, you follow them into darkness, And each obstacle is felled like you've not seen in a long time. We push, we bleed, we restore light to the land- together. As you raise your sword and rush to your place in the battle, tell me once more, Who are they which stand by you? Have you seen a new dawn, or merely the same sunrise as always? Creature of the shadow, answer my call to arms, Who are you? Here in the darkest hour as the sun sets once more, Who are you? Who are you really, now?

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Eugene Delacroix (b.1798 - d.1863), 'Rachel in the Role of Phaedra', black and brown india ink over pencil on paper, c.1843, French, sold for 169,500 EUR in Sotheby's Old & 19th Century Paintings and Drawings sale, June 2013; Paris, France.

Rachel - born as Elisabeth - Felix (b.1821 - d.1858) was one of the most prominent tragic actresses both in France and internationally since her debut at the age of 17. Born to a poor Jewish family and born in the back of a wagon, she began her career as a street performer at age 8, where she was discovered and trained, along with one of her sisters, in theatre and music.

Throughout her career she would play numerous classical roles - Judith, Fredegonde, Phedre, Berenice - and her private life was equally as dramatic. She was known for her numerous love affairs: with Napoleon III, Emperor of France; Count Alexander Colonna-Walewski; Francois d’Orleans, Prince de Joinville; and the poet Alfred de Musset. Victor Hugo and the King of Prussia were also admirers; the latter creating a statue of her on Peacock Island in Potsdam, which was destroyed by the Nazis in 1935. Charlotte Bronte's novel Vilette supposedly based the character of Vashti on a performance of hers in London.

Rachel was dedicated to her Jewish faith all the way up until her death of tuberculosis, which she may have contracted as early as 1841, and was buried in Pere Lachaise. Throughout her life she was incredibly popular as the subject of paintings and etchings, most famously by William Etty, who depicts her in a sketch with large watery eyes, brimming with tears, emphasising her skills as a dramatic actress. Other painters who depicted her included Charles Muller, Eduard Louis Dubufe, and Jean Leon Gerome. The image of her on her deathbed - circulated by the press - and their use disputed by her sister led to some of the earliest photographic privacy laws in France.