there should be better use of my time than studying in-depth the literary talents of the bronte sisters, Charlotte and Emily, their younger sister Anne. i prefer jane eyre to wuthering heights, merely for my annoying fondness for happy endings. dealing with dusk and darkness is in earnest, too grim. in the course of all the downloading and ruining my eyes through dissecting letters and words, i'm coming into contact with sigmund freud and carl jung which brought me to peruse further the personalities of frasier and niles crane. i'm examining the structure of the vampire archetypes in both novels, the strong undercurrents of jungian reading.through the film Devotion (1946), with Olivia Da Havilland in the role of Charlotte and Ida Lupino as Emily, i've come to appreciate the stories of these mesmerizing stalwarts of Victorian literature. the black and white film, although not entirely fictional, illuminate the strength and behind the scenes drama of female writers of the early to middle 19th century. most critics deems wuthering heights superior to jane eyre. but when it's between siblings, the success of one is the success of the other, and since i'm on the subject of sibling rivalry, Olivia Da Havilland's feud with her sister Joan Fontaine, also an Academy Award winner, is one that befuddles, primarily because the bond between sisters should be stronger that any feud dreamed up by the hollywood machine.
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