Throughout this book, I continually found myself struggling with the idea of Heathcliff being a villain of his own doing or simply a product of his environment. From the very beginning, Mr. Lockwood is not welcomed warmly, and thus begins our introduction to Heathcliff as the antagonist. Right off the bat, Heathcliff strikes the reader as odd, cold, and dark. The reader knows there is a story behind his demeanor, and the first few chapters set up the story beautifully. This theme of darkness is prevalent in the entire book– and Brontë gives us a taste of this darkness early on.
Because this book is primarily narrated by Nelly and Mr. Lockwood, it is through their descriptions and interactions that we get to know the main characters– only sometimes through personal revelations like letters. Lockwood from the get-go describes Heathcliff as “exaggeratedly reserved” (p. 3), and donning a “universal scowl” (p.9) He doesn’t present himself as very agreeable or even nice. He is rude to the stranger, Mr. Lockwood, and even laughs at his misfortune when Lockwood was attacked by Heathcliff’s dogs. But as I came to know more about Heathcliff, I found myself desperately trying to justify his actions. I almost began to advocate for his “rebellion”.
At first, he strongly reminded me of a young Harry Potter. He was rescued off the streets of Liverpool by Mr. Earnshaw, a fair and even man. However, his new family members did not take to him at all at first. They treated him as an outsider, lesser. Specifically Hindley, who made a habit of abusing Heathcliff out of jealousy of his father’s high regard. Heathcliff was brought to a strange place with strange new people who didn’t exactly treat him kindly. To me, this was their biggest mistake that led to all of their eventual demise. Upon reflection, I assumed Heathcliff was not an evil mastermind he was simply a product of his hostile environment. That he was a victim of a series of unfortunate events, class standing, and circumstance.
For example, Heathcliff fell in love with Catherine, but after Catherine had the misfortune of getting bitten at Thrushcross Grange and was forced to remain there for several months, and Edgar began to court her, it all began to go downhill for Heathcliff’s dreams. His lack of class and circumstances beyond his control led to his being disappointed yet again. Catherine was his greatest defender against Hindley’s wrath, and when she was gone for so long, Hindley was hell bent on making Heathcliff feel inconsequential and treating him like a servant –he lived in misery. Which is a poor situation. But then he had his heart broken when Catherine was voicing her affection for Heathcliff to Nelly after she returned to Wuthering Heights, and he overheard the wrong part of her sentiments–especially the part about how it would “degrade her” to marry him. She was compelled to marry Edgar for his social status despite how much she loved Heathcliff. Another terrible event — and so Heathcliff’s revenge plot begins.
Three years pass, and Heathcliff (to me) turned from poor Harry Potter to a crazy revenge seeking maniac– but in the back of my mind I continued to be open to the idea that his ill intentions were not entirely his fault. Just an outcome of his unlucky life. Or maybe Heathcliff was just the ultimate example of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. However, my opinion on the subject of Heathcliff’s guilt or innocence quickly changed when he deliberately began to unravel the (relatively) stable lives of the characters as he turned crazy. He ruins the lives of strangers (Linton) out of spite, and causes a fight between Edgar and Catherine that Catherine never fully recovers from. His greed and determination to fulfill his selfish motives put me off. After he captured Linton for his own and forced young Catherine to marry him, I began to see him as despicable, and certainly his darkness had to run deeper than simply his being raised in a un-nurturing household. It had to be darkness from somewhere no one can understand. His actions no longer seemed rational or justifiable as the book progressed. He collected all of these people and places and objects that he thought would make him feel right with the world, but in the end he ended up alone and dead. So in a way, I believe he is a mixture of both his environment and the conscious he was born with. I don’t believe that the two categories of his evilness are mutually exclusive, and there is most likely some overlap to his core values and the one’s he was raised with.